Posted by . on January 7, 2000 at 13:23:001:
In Reply to: Her? (log included) posted by Lord Adept of Necrophilia on January 7, 2000 at 12:51:17:
> 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.