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Post by SyrSyr on Apr 10, 2005 20:36:05 GMT -5
He lurks among the shadows of the foliage of a particularily leafy tree. As far as shadows go, he's a pretty inconspicuous one being that he spends a lot of time hanging about trees waiting for ill-fated passer-bys. Though lurking among tree branches isn't his hobby, frightening others is....sometimes killing others is. He's not too picky. He's not completely frigid being that he enjoys harmless toying most of the time. And if some poor creature needs to be put out of its misery, well, what can you do? It's only if you make him particularily angry that he uses those talons and that jagged blade. At the moment he seems content just to crouch there in his tree watching the world go by from behind the empty sockets of the skull upon his face. At the moment.
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Post by Tiirana on Jul 3, 2005 7:46:36 GMT -5
A red and black flash leaps onto a branch above him. It is a fellow Necromancer. Only this Necromancer seems to have misplaced his scull helmet. Odd....
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