:..the confrontation..: -- Blood-Ridden Falls

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Date Posted: 21:11:26 03/06/02 Wed
Author: .dammar.
Author Host/IP: 205.188.193.168
Subject: :..the confrontation..:

:..a tell-tale scent facaded the stale air, that of evil and indignancy.. the enemy Dammar once dominated in a battle for femme Quoth Thee Raven was now being challenged for his lands. mammoth stud ingressed with wrecklessly prestigious stride, muscly lithe limbs dipping to and froe shank terra with sure-footed swiftness. towering ebony seemingly parted the foliage, 'til reaching a barrier marked to heed the trespasser. continuing without second thought, swarthy steed haulted abruptly within the nearest clearing.. as brute parted umbra he seemed to bring an eery awakening of ashen-soul to the dominion. Glossen charcoal of pelt reflected off the pitch atmosphere, golden lunae bringing his appearance to light. Muscles were deeply strewn 'neath taut peltage, tightened with obvious vexation. A shrill whistle, or rather warcall, presided over diluted silence.. called upon Death's Angel, if he dare accept another challenge. This time, for his dominion Death's Angel was so undeservant of, the Blood-Ridden Falls. Onyx struck the verdant earth impatiently. Evil emited like a poison.. alarming all that were anything less than the darkest of hearts..:

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[> [.I Am What I Am.] -- Death's Angel, 11:58:07 03/08/02 Fri (24.130.54.20)

[. raven beast meets 'gain with his foe. shrill squeal is emmitted, as nails fly f'ward through the air .]

you now want my terrian Dammar?
have you no other 'pets' to pick 'pon?
and what of the Raven?
does she abide with your challenge t'wards me?
I will accept
but not for my territory
we shall battle for our lives
only one of us shall stand for victory
I am no old fool foe
I know my limits
and I've set them out before you

so
shall ye accept my challenge terms?

[. twins glare 'pon the steed with what seemed like ice. muscles tense 'neath sinful pelt while foreblade extends, tearing at the soil .]

and for our pleasure
let us have Quoth the Raven be an onlooker
I have missed those eyes of hers

[. elder waits impatiently, testosterone builds as rythmic breathing continues on .]

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[> [> :..laughter..: -- .dammar., 11:10:34 03/09/02 Sat (152.163.213.67)

:..vile laugh seemed to rumble the atmosphere. a toss of chisled crane showed that brujo was game..: ..To be honest, I'd not expect such extremes from you. Spare me of your incestuous exaggerations. I've not made a challenge simply because I enjoy being victor, yet because you've made hardly an effort to bring such a land to it's potentials. Quoth the Raven's eyes are not yours to miss. Hear me, Death's Angel, when I say that the unborn youth that carries the Raven's and mine blood shall not go without sire!.. you challenge me in vain. I'll be damned if I am struck down by the likes of thee. Let it commense. :..soprano call 'mits from straught vocs.. hardened bodess moved silently, onyx clash with the earth to send shards of terra fragments through the seething air about him. ebony brujo returns, animosity thick, to the Battle Field. Death's Angel asked for death, unto him it'd be delivered..:

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[> [> [> [.I Am What I Am.] -- Death's Angel, 12:35:40 03/09/02 Sat (24.130.54.20)

[. brujo snorts, louvre's flare .]

my land has not come to its fullest b'cause I have been gone
and not by choice
speak not of what you know not stud
and I have better a better idea Dammar for this challenge you've called
victor get the mare?
I think dear Raven will bring us a lil more fury to fight for
don't you think?

challenge accepted

[. he canters off t'ward the battled fields .]

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