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Cyrus Nightblade
~Cyrus shot a shrug to Eilonwy as Daniel spoke. So far as his skills could extend, this man spoke the truth. There was no quiver to his voice, his eyes were focused, and if anything he certainly looked to be the kind who would roll around in dirt for a living. He then stifled a chuckle as Aragorn was again held victim to cruel ridicule by the little (albeit peculiar) maid. And for once he wouldn't add to the mockery, meerly because it looked like Aragorn was getting quite agitated by all of it. Regardless, we're being held up. Rolling his shoulders once and straightening his face, he strided alongside Daniel, bowing low in the elvish fashion to the sorceress. His tongue was brisk and slightly impatient.~ "M'lady, I hate to interrupt your conversation, but might I remind you that people are dying where we came from? The number of casualties will continue to climb until we complete the task we set ourselves to. Now..." ~He cast a sideways glance at the human. The scythe on his narrow cheek suddenly flared, as if it were hoping to set Daniel on fire.~ "I suggest we unhook this little guy... He's not big enough eat yet."
Illuna Ravenwood
(ooc: FYI, my dad said that he'll toy around with the messenger this weekend. [img]tongue.gif[/img] Grumble...)
~Illuna glared and pushed your hand away.~ "I'm not some wench to be looked over and chosen!" ~She cried out.~ "And I wouldn't be caught dead with a pig like you!" ~After a moment of crossed-arms glaring, her voice calmed down, but it was still tainted with venom.~ "And if you're seriously thinking of betraying my cousin like that..."
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