not at all -- Mala Sinha

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Date Posted: 13:24:32 06/15/02 Sat
Author: Mitisha
Author Host/IP: 152.163.213.48
Subject: not at all
In reply to: Skysong 's message, "|Whistles n' Chirps|" on 13:12:51 06/15/02 Sat

Tri-colored filly races in and stops next to the dragon. "Not lively at all! Now i suppose we wait. I was given a clue by a butterfly whence i journeyed to the Unpainted Realm that said merely Mala Sinha. So i guess i was to journey here. That is if here is Mala Sinha." Filly smiles at the dragon happily.

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[> [> .any.sense.of.memory? -- fate & destiny, 00:52:37 06/16/02 Sun (64.12.101.173)

A bug eyed, algae colored, frog like creature clung to a tree with suction cup feet, chattering fast in a high-pitch voice. He remained like this for a while, growing louder and louder, until he suddenly stopped and scurried up the tree. Left behind were strange letters written in slime, though they squirmed around on the tree until the message was fairly comprehensible. It was all too familiar to Mitisha, if she had any sense of memory.

holg a stezplecdase in ths tourzmment grounqs
the rewvrd, yonr soul

This quest was going quite well -- and with all credit to Mitisha and her clever helper. Fate wasn't giving them too many clues, but they were following very accurately and could only imagine the size of the reward, if it ever ended.

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[> [> [> aha! -- Mitisha, 07:13:12 06/16/02 Sun (152.163.213.82)

Filly had a good sense of memory and knew at once it must be a territory or the like. The only words she could comprehend were in the tournament grounds, the reward your soul. The first few words were uncomprehedable to the filly. She turned to Skysong "Tournament Grounds, that is a territory, i know that. But the first few words make no sense." Filly studies the scrawlings carefully. Her eyes light up in recognition. "Hold a steeplechase in the tournament grounds, the reward your soul!" Filly smiles happily, "I believe we are to hold a steeplechase in the tournament grounds, but as to the the reward your soul part, i don't get that at all."

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[> [> |Whistles n' Chirps| -- Skysong, 07:19:09 06/16/02 Sun (205.188.199.173)

*Well, the only way to find out about it is to go there, right?* Dragonet responds. *I actually have heard of the Tournament Grounds. I think we have to go back the way we came. Come on!* Dragonet goes bounding off towards Castlecrest Mountain.

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[> [> [> races after -- Mitisha, 07:23:00 06/16/02 Sun (152.163.213.82)

Tri-colored filly races after the dragonet with vigor. Whatever awaited them in the Tournament Grounds the filly anticipated.

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