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Date Posted: 19:16:41 01/18/02 Fri
Author: Z'yith
Subject: -

He sauntered in, stopping only briefly to look around. He examined the tack waiting to be used by the trainees, checking for wear. The only sound that would have given away his presence was the dull thud of his boots, but they could barely be ehard over the other sounds of the Hall. Unconcerned about being spotted, he moved over to the rider gear, picking out only a few slightly used pieces. He didn't touch the new, they would be missed, but the old would be of no use. He placed everything carefully in a bag, looking around once more to make sure he didn't miss anything. He takes in a deep breath, glad he was here and not somewhere else. He studied the charts, taking into account what they said. They didn't look too important, but still... He took one and rolled it up, shoving it into the bag with everything else. Remembering his duty, he quickly slips off back to his companions.

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