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Date Posted: 15:38:18 10/19/02 Sat
Author: Ellendea
Subject: {}Greet{}


{}An amused smirk quips briefly at the corner of the Master's lip as the second dragon wings gracefully onto the leaf studded grass. Nothing drastically suprising thus far, and nothing to worry about, the triumphant taste of competition was the seed that made their cities grow, and nurtured their trades. This she ponders slightly as they wait for the riders to dismount. Deals and conditions would need to be struck, competitions arranged, and all of the various plans that went with fights within the domes. It was early yet, and things would be sure to start without much furvor, though as tempers rose and stakes grew...
Sepia gaze flickers back to the present.. it did not do to dwell upon the future when things were expected in the present. Her concentration wavers slightly, glancing briefly to a rustling weeping willow, it's shimmering leaves the color of silver gold. The flexible branches rise and fall gently, weaving together into an elegant, though sturdy bench swing, influenced by every ripple of Aeraelin's blustering element. Her gaze moves to a pile of the fallen scarlet maple leaves, watching bemusedly as they whip themselves into a suitable bench of earthly fire, circled...somewhat as a mischevious afterthought.. with dry twigs.. kindling. Of the other rider she was unsure, but readies an idea in good measure should she be Fayre's guest, then turns to accept the new arrival...
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