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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:54 pm
Alyrae lurked in the shadows. She passed others like a wisp of fog - completely unseen. Or mostly. She hoped that there would be some drow to see her in these shadows. If not she would find someone herself.
Like a hunter she wanted her prey. But the drow would be picky about who she hunted tonight. Alyrae's fingers touched her lips thoughtfully. Now who could she hope to find that would provide some amusement? It would have to be good for she had plenty boredom to work off.
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 12:06 pm

His eyes were chips of cold sapphire that bore into the souls of his targets. Though the chase was over today, and the blood on his body was being washed away the coldness remained. It was like a miasma that seeped from his very pores.
Slipping his weapon into the sheath on his arm, T'riss stood, flipping his damp hair over his shoulders. It fell uneasily, the beads chiming against one another. Calmly, he thanked the inn keeper for her services and paid her handsomely, causing a stir as he left. For a male, he was extremely tall, with broad shoulders and a long stride. None could match him in his skill, and in some opinions, beauty.
He walked on, without any purpose or goal. As a wanderer, he tooks his targets when his mood dictated it, but for now he was simply tired.
When he was away from the eyes of others, T'riss settled up against a large boulder and crossed his legs, settling in for a nap.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 10:49 am
Mmm. Aly licked her lips slowly as she spotted that drow. Something about him - whether his beauty, strength, unique eyes, or even his dangerous walk that led no purpose- really called out to her.
This could prove quite entertaining indeed. Perhaps more so than hunting down one of those other priestesses. She grimaced just thinking about those subjects of her mistress's enemy. The drow's emerald eyes closed in a silent prayer to the great deity before she slipped through the shadows and after the male.
"Napping? Now that's no fun." Murmured Alyrae as she found him against the large boulder. Hints of shadowed smoke rolled from her arms as she leaned forward, still hidden by the shadows of the rocks, and watched the stranger.
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