Quote:
Originally posted by Ace Flashheart:
"Rhazor, a blade."
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OOC: Ack! 2 things you must know. I am not with the party. I went BEFORE everyone else, and so am AHEAD. Secondly, Ace, I am a Stalker. No worries.
IC: Rhazor reaches the foot of what seems crumbling plateau, but instead realizes it to be one of the oldest mountains he has ever laid eyes on. *This mountain seems to be older than Elven history itself..* Another sudden shriek. Rhazor looks up, "Hmm.. it's coming from up there.." Rhazor continues to make his way up the ancient mountain, towards the momentary shrieking.