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Date Posted: 07:44:12 01/01/02 Tue
:: Ample physique meandered atop mountainous abode, melancholy winds ruffling the placid tresses of mane. Forelock atop visage, slightly disturbed by playful breeze, is tossed aside, reveling none the common white pigment held by mortal cranium. Wise orbs, set deep within the parian dial took great care in meticulously scoping new-coming Folk, adamantine nadirs gently pawing the terra, slightly bruising delicate strands of emerald herbage. Snort emits from red-rimmed nares, twin thorns swiveling at sight o'er line of horizon. Rearing upon sinewed haunches, ebon tassels churning from between twin lions, the Andalucian stallion bugles out a call heard all `round the lands. A call that causes every set of velvet ears of the mares to prick, every bloodthirsty wolf to howl, and every power-hungry stallion to bend a knee. The shadow colored steed called Ziyanon whirls, and whinnies once. This is a sign that you, whoever you may be, are welcome here to his land of Mystic Hollow ::
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