*An imposing male Marlfox weaves his way amongst astonished onlookers, followed by a seemingly ordinary red vixen, her irises a deep hazel. The Marlfox come to a halt in front of Khairack, eyes glittering with slyness.* So I find you, nephew, you made it, if against the wishes of your kin. *From his cloak comes a diamond-bladed sword, yet as it is fully removed it is revealed to be a large doeble-ended batleh, the traditional blade of the highest standing BenDragon fox.* Pray tell, why did you diobey us, Cunning one? *The normal vixen snickers, her own diamond sword remains sheathed, but brownish gem stones in the hilt catch the light & glitter, an almost ominous glare about the ray of multicoloured light reflected through it.* -- The Shadow Colossus

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Date Posted: 12:32:36 05/03/01 Thu
Author: Baron Mordred BenDragon the Marl, & Khaira BenDragon the Brown
Subject: *An imposing male Marlfox weaves his way amongst astonished onlookers, followed by a seemingly ordinary red vixen, her irises a deep hazel. The Marlfox come to a halt in front of Khairack, eyes glittering with slyness.* So I find you, nephew, you made it, if against the wishes of your kin. *From his cloak comes a diamond-bladed sword, yet as it is fully removed it is revealed to be a large doeble-ended batleh, the traditional blade of the highest standing BenDragon fox.* Pray tell, why did you diobey us, Cunning one? *The normal vixen snickers, her own diamond sword remains sheathed, but brownish gem stones in the hilt catch the light & glitter, an almost ominous glare about the ray of multicoloured light reflected through it.*

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OOC Footnote: The batleh is a rare sword, used by assasins in ancient Ottoman, essentially it is the same as Darth Maul's lightsaber, except it is a sword, obviously. This one does, of course, posses the traditional diamon blades of the Mageor bloodline. (NT) -- Mordred, 12:40:03 05/03/01 Thu
- *Kairakh licks dry lips & steps backwards, his eyes flicking from side to side as he looks for a route of escape.* Uncle...why have you come? (NT) -- Kairakh BenDragon the Cunning, 14:32:54 05/03/01 Thu
  - Khorzharax looks Mordred straight in the eye. "Kharaic is here because I want him here. Reason enough?" (NT) -- Khorzharax the Seer, 18:34:57 05/03/01 Thu
    - *Mordred bows low to Khorzharax respectfully, before flurishing a paw at Kairakh.* Indeed, if this is true I support you, yet the brother of Borak was not the one chosen to aid you, to sly is he, filled with thoughts of treachary & slyness, that's why he was granted his unique title. Borak was the one chosen to aid Kabiathar, & yet this one has been searching to kill his brother ever since. *The Marlfox rubs his temples wearily, replacing his blade into his cloak. & yet we are so few in number now, it will make little difference. *He looks up, resolved.* I am Mordered BenDragon, known as the Marl, granted the title of Baron by right of heritage. This is my neice, Kairakh's cousin, we seek to aid you in you're efforts, o' seer, are we granted this honour? *The Marlfox waits, still on bended knee, yet there is not the faintest hint of subserviance in his voice.* (NT) -- Mordred BenDragon the Marl & Khaira BenDragon the Brown, 05:01:42 05/04/01 Fri
      - Khorzharax laughs softly. "So sorry, Kharaik, but your brother has already met his fate at the hands of Sharkrath." Khorzharx lays his hand on Mordred's forehead. "I accept thee into my service, Mordred." In his voice, there is a hint of coldness. He is no fool. (NT) -- Khorzharax, 15:10:58 05/04/01 Fri
        *The Marlfox, perhaps the most extreme rarity in all the BenDragon family, understnds, this elder is certainly no fool. He is able to hide a quick grin easily. Born unto him is slyness, & a slyness he has nurtured. A time will come.* (NT) -- Mordred BenDragon the Marl, 05:09:59 05/05/01 Sat