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LennonCook · 01-13-2002, 08:28 PM

Appearing next to his newly come Elf-Kin, the mysterious Elf (OOC- my one. Not Dagorions) speaks some mysterious words, which noone can catch, and the newcomer is lifted into the air, and placed in the palace airs.
Then jumping up there himself, he speaks to the new comer. "Welcome to the Palace of Merlin"

He then pulls a Rubber Stamp out of his robes, and handing it to the other elf says "This is your souvenier" Then striding off towards the throne room he mutters " Arlye Hemle Ariana" and continues walking. Suddenly, The battlements a filled with mages constantly casting magic MIssle and Chromatic Orb into thin air. The leader then waves his hand, and they are again gone.

Back in the throneroom he mutters "Armyen Intul Carrion" and is surrounded by a magical cylander with a bluish hue, within it the Elf appears sleeping, and the throne room doors arre closed.
With the Elf mutterng quietly, the flag in his hands begins to glow softly.

[ 01-13-2002: Message edited by: SookmaCook ]

01-13-2002, 08:28 PM	#16
LennonCook Jack Burton Join Date: November 10, 2001 Location: Bathurst & Orange, in constant flux Age: 38 Posts: 5,452	Appearing next to his newly come Elf-Kin, the mysterious Elf (OOC- my one. Not Dagorions) speaks some mysterious words, which noone can catch, and the newcomer is lifted into the air, and placed in the palace airs. Then jumping up there himself, he speaks to the new comer. "Welcome to the Palace of Merlin" He then pulls a Rubber Stamp out of his robes, and handing it to the other elf says "This is your souvenier" Then striding off towards the throne room he mutters " Arlye Hemle Ariana" and continues walking. Suddenly, The battlements a filled with mages constantly casting magic MIssle and Chromatic Orb into thin air. The leader then waves his hand, and they are again gone. Back in the throneroom he mutters "Armyen Intul Carrion" and is surrounded by a magical cylander with a bluish hue, within it the Elf appears sleeping, and the throne room doors arre closed. With the Elf mutterng quietly, the flag in his hands begins to glow softly. [ 01-13-2002: Message edited by: SookmaCook ]