OOC: Oops, I should have read this first..
IC: The door swings open for a brief moment, and a very slim, dark elf (dark skin, not a drow) is pushed in. He has his hood down, with his dreadlocks showing. On his back are two cases, where his scimtars should be. They were taken from him when he was caught. Although, strapped to his right leg is what looks like a normal longsword with a wierd hilt. He notices a few of his cellmates looking at it, and he replies with his deep, but taunting voice, "It's my Moonblade, they couldn't get it off me. Ha, to think they would try to use MY Moonblade.."
[This message has been edited by Nanobyte (edited 06-24-2001).]
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