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ooc- I wanna get 1337 posts, so I can spell l337... I'm such a dork [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]
ic- After making sure that the "victims" of Rong Er's poisons were okay for the moment, Skye rushed to where Lyulfe had told her he had placed the antidote. Running back, she quickly administered it to the wizard and rich merchant, then watched to make sure they recovered. A single tear streaked down her cheek, unnoticed, while her face remained stoic - the only sign how Lyulfe's unexpected departure had had on her.
ooc- Mistral, are you going to make another thread or what..?
[ 03-08-2004, 08:18 PM: Message edited by: Skydracgrrl ]
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