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Post by Action on Feb 26, 2008 16:08:56 GMT -5
 Darki spotted a mare, standing to the side of all the other slaves waiting her certain fate. She trotted over to her. "Hello there. May I be privlaged to know your name?" She waited to see how she would react before she ast her question. A question that could throw off this mare's fate and give her a new one. |
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Post by Action on Mar 9, 2008 16:49:54 GMT -5
[Whoops... I moved the pick.]
Darki nodded. "Alright then, Eisha, I am Darki. Please come with me to the lands of Canaa." She sighed, looking at the scars of her Eisha's life. They all represented something. Each represented a master or a few represented a master, and she sighed again at the sight. It was horrible to her the way masters treated slaves and she remembered the horrors of her life as a slave and looked up at the beautiful sky.
[She is not much evil...the herd she lives in is no slave as well..]
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Post by Action on Mar 11, 2008 15:42:08 GMT -5
 [*giggles* I got the pic back.] |
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Post by Action on Mar 12, 2008 6:46:13 GMT -5
EDIT: pack to herd  |
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