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Cyril Darkcloud · 04-15-2002, 10:48 PM

ooc: The pleasure is mine, Spree

I trust the news of your decision that I just posted in LOF will be a suitable welcome to the thread *LOL*

He smiles at her words and the winds of this place burst into gusting and restless movement around them. “I have no name of my own,” he says simply, “but Cyril has served as well as any.” He turns his eyes skyward in gratitude to the Maker of the tented heavens and savors the arrival of new storm clouds over the distant mountains. Turning again to the young ranger he says, “I have no followers, nor do I seek any. No, you come as equal or not at all. Do not fear his power, his anger at me for bringing you will keep you safe for now.” In truth, he thinks, we have crossed our Rubicon, O Mage, and we shall learn how well your thunderous power understands the storm. Reaching out with a gloved hand, he grasps hers. “One does not control the wind, my friend, one enters it, feels its power, and moves.” With these words he steps forward bringing her with him into the mounting storm winds which bear them swiftly from this place to the forbidding and storm filled mountains of Larry’s domain.

ooc: Cyril and Spree are now gone from this place to continue posting in LOF.

04-15-2002, 10:48 PM	#30
Cyril Darkcloud Lord Soth Join Date: February 7, 2002 Location: New York Posts: 1,980	ooc: The pleasure is mine, Spree I trust the news of your decision that I just posted in LOF will be a suitable welcome to the thread LOL He smiles at her words and the winds of this place burst into gusting and restless movement around them. “I have no name of my own,” he says simply, “but Cyril has served as well as any.” He turns his eyes skyward in gratitude to the Maker of the tented heavens and savors the arrival of new storm clouds over the distant mountains. Turning again to the young ranger he says, “I have no followers, nor do I seek any. No, you come as equal or not at all. Do not fear his power, his anger at me for bringing you will keep you safe for now.” In truth, he thinks, we have crossed our Rubicon, O Mage, and we shall learn how well your thunderous power understands the storm. Reaching out with a gloved hand, he grasps hers. “One does not control the wind, my friend, one enters it, feels its power, and moves.” With these words he steps forward bringing her with him into the mounting storm winds which bear them swiftly from this place to the forbidding and storm filled mountains of Larry’s domain. ooc: Cyril and Spree are now gone from this place to continue posting in LOF.