*The monster foxwolf lies chained in a corner, lieing contended for a time, before it sees Khurr. He suddenly gets up, snarling savagley at the masked beast, pulling the chain taught. Slowly froth appears at it's mouth, his eyes a deep, striking red, it is a look not of his normal demnted, if controlled, fury, but of pure, unstoppable hate. The block to which the chain is attached begins to crumble at the joint ever so slightly, such is Baals hiseous strength. He pulls, strains, the chain links bending, ever so slightly.* -- The Shadow Colossus

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Date Posted: 09:54:26 05/05/01 Sat
Author: Baal BenDragon the Demented One
Subject: *The monster foxwolf lies chained in a corner, lieing contended for a time, before it sees Khurr. He suddenly gets up, snarling savagley at the masked beast, pulling the chain taught. Slowly froth appears at it's mouth, his eyes a deep, striking red, it is a look not of his normal demnted, if controlled, fury, but of pure, unstoppable hate. The block to which the chain is attached begins to crumble at the joint ever so slightly, such is Baals hiseous strength. He pulls, strains, the chain links bending, ever so slightly.*

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Khorzharax barks at the monster, then speaks in quiter tones. He slips the monster a drug, which sends the thing to sleep. He turns to his son Khorloc. "Does this pet of yours have an abidng distaste for Khurr?" (NT) -- Khorzharax, 11:30:50 05/05/01 Sat
- I...I don't know. But I've never seen it so...so... *He trails off. unable to find a word for the snarling raging demon that the deformed BenDragon had been but mere seconds ago.* (NT) -- Khorloc BenDragon Jr. the Younger, 12:06:11 05/05/01 Sat