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Date Posted: 23:39:33 01/04/03 Sat
Author: Genold
Subject: ...laugh...
In reply to: Adraine 's message, ".:a test:." on 07:05:24 01/04/03 Sat

The other elf laughs openly, revealing a pearly, welcoming set of teeth and a smile that could not hint treachery. He straightens his shoulders somewhat, crossing his arms in front of him as he would have done in his younger years to express solitary amusement. Now it meant...nothing, but only a small fraction of life's enjoyment.

"I have no plan, Adraine." A chuckle ensues. "But I can think of something. I asked for your help because I can do nothing at my age...nor can I remember how after so long..."

He shakes his head, peering at the grounnd instead of her face, as he might have had she looked at him. For a moment, he says nothing. And then...

"I can do one thing, but I may need your help." With gnarled fingers, the middle-aged hermit traced a straight line on the ground. With a soft cracking noise, a root the width of a man's tumb escaped from the clutches of the dry soil and into his hand. The root snaps easily with a tug, and he lifts the tether in front of him triumphantly "With permission, of course. I don't take things that don't belong to me without asking first," he adds, with a secretive wink.

"All right," Without a second thought, he tosses the the seven inch 'rope' in her direction. "There's your vine. Show me what you can do."


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