A Fight They Want ... -- Tundra Heights -- The Meeting Chamber

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Date Posted: 21:36:20 01/08/03 Wed
Author: Vahn *^*Orlie*^*
Subject: A Fight They Want ...
In reply to: Tsuga/Tavie 's message, "Shock." on 18:34:56 01/08/03 Wed

the black haired boy regards the stragne man on the chair coldly as he did everyone else ... he remained silent ... a brooding angry look in his cold blue eyes ... he mumbles lightly under his breath ...

|so ... its a fight they want is it? ....|

his hand goes to his side unsheathing a sword nowhere near as elaborate and beautiful as the one in the hands of Edyn though clearly also not of the make of Tundra Island ... as it was forged of a strange metal a sheen of blue dancing off the blade in one light ... purple another ... the emeralds and rubies adorning the engraven handle and matching leather scabbord now hanging empty at his side wove intricate celtic looking designs up the blade ... his eyes pass over it coldly ... slowly turning it in his hand and running his finger over the edge lightly ... it was razor sharp and though no pressure had been applied to his finger while on the blade ... a small crimson line formed ... he looked at the little red rivulet forming on his finger then nodded in satisfaction ...

|then it is a fight that they shall have .... Orlie ... by me!|

the blue dragon had watched intently as he saw his bonded's actions and was at once by the teeneager's side bound and determined to prove himself in battle ...

*^*I am here Vahn ...*^*

the boy puts a hand on the beast's shoulder and nods looking towards the funny man on the chair for more instructions ....

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