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She smiled at Colter, "Indeed I remember you. It is good see you well, Colter," she accepts the message and reads it over quickly
"Well well...the old fool got the baked clay stolen eh?" a tiny grin forms on her face, "I would congratulate this theif if I met him." She rolled the message back up and handed it to Colter, "You are always welcome here, my friend. I will not tell my father of your stopping, but I suggest you tell him I am alive and well, out of the dragons claws."
Colter bowed to her, and she took her stew to a secluded area
"What move will you make next father?" she whispered "Hold ransom for me too? Alive or dead?" Her eyes glittered a deadly red "We shall see old man...we shall see"
[ 07-15-2002, 11:24 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]
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