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BRIGH
She drinks in the beautiful sunrise, watching the rays play across the vast openness of the Dune Desert. She is practically invisible to all eyes, blending in with the rocks she is laying on......she shifts slightly, bringing her flask up, and takes a small sip...watching the sandmasters below her, with purple watchful eyes.
Her purple eyes narrow thoughtfully as she watches them, and puts the flask up silently. Near to her left hand, is her dagger, and in the right a messaging orb. She can't understand how those ..those...monks have made her do this demeaning job. She knows this is beneath her. She gathers information. Since when did she say she was a spy? ~Yes~, she nods to herself, ~I am an excellent spy, but I did not ask for this, and why watch these..these things?~
She glances up once again as the sun finally breaks thru the horizon, silently stretches, and covers a yawn. She misses her home, and knows that soon the heat will become unbearable yet again. She turns her full attention back to the sandmasters, carefully noting their every movement......
[ 02-27-2002: Message edited by: TAOWolf ]
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