Date Posted:17:15:34 10/02/02 Wed Author: Charity Subject: Hatred In reply to:
Sakr
's message, "Somone...ooc..." on 16:21:22 10/02/02 Wed
Crystal blue orbs glare at the slave trader with hatred. As she sat astride the other horse still.The skin where the ropes bound her wrist was raw. Making her wince when she shifted in the saddle. Raven tresses fell down her back in what was once a braid.Staying silent she watched every move made between the man and woman
(ooc: can ya tell me what her personality is like..please :)}
