Euryale
"You know, you do not allow for much credit to your race, sssilly elf. Let ussstart with the fact that I am not a creature from the world of Dungeons and Dragonsss. I do not abide by thier rulesss. If you want the ssstatue of the hero released...you may ask me to do it...but only in exchange for a full healing of my body.
And do not forget that the barrier of language doesss not win over me, so you cannot hide behind that elf tongue of yoursss.
Asss for the Fallen One. You should ssstudy your own history more. He was beaten not with force, but with wit. A secret it was...an invisible killer right there in the throne room with him...but he never knew it. The one that brings the storms knew, however, and used it against him! Trickery and cunning won that day! Haha! It was a glorious defeat. But I shall not say more. I have asked for healing."
Anarrima
Ana heard the words of the snake and despised them, for they were too easily believed. She sighed to her human partner and then looking to the elf Saithele she said, "I would indeed do as she asks and heal her that we may have Brendon back...but I have not the permission to do so from my goddess. She would never allow me. What can we do"?
[ 01-02-2004, 11:41 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]
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