Posted by Lord Adept of Necrophilia on January 7, 2000 at 12:51:17:
In Reply to: Yeah and watch what that fucking idiot does when a master muter flies up to her to give her something posted by . on January 7, 2000 at 12:26:53:
A pale winged one stands before you, it's pasely eyes in a Sharp talon-like hands clutch a thin blade, bared just above
constant stare. Snow white hair cut short spikes from his
head, creating an eerie contrast to the dark and charcoal
colored garb this Arial is clad in. An unremarkable face
peers out from behind his hooded grey robes, his face flaky
and pale from non-exposure to the sunlight.
the sheath, it's blade nicked and cached with dried blood.
He moves with suprising grace though, always aware, and with
seeming purpose. At his lips a word of magic always, at
his mind, a great understanding of the cycle of life and death,
and unmatched dedication to mastery over it.
Mithadris, a male arial, is in perfect health.