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Title: And the Storm breathes silent Death...Date: 18.02.2002
Winners:  Whisper Losers:  Uraiel PPW: 0.66 OLD colors.
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    Fools to think that nothing will be done when there are 6 of you and 1 of me.I have Cyric to guide me and deaths pall is within this blade.  Come into this dark orb....tis my Storm.[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} I am at sf xroads...setting my plans on                trying to take out uriel when they come by> łglThe Crossroads [se,w,s,n,sw].Mares [horde]: do not walk into a hedge[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} wont do so...I am where they are                not....stabbing uriel and running > alias m backstab uraielChanged alias 'm'.> h> You scan quickly about for a hiding spot.> You try to hide in the shadows.gr hopefully I can evade tiger[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} hopefully I can evade tigerEquinox shouts: I like the gifts I'm getting today....   Mares [horde]: i knowMAGYCo EXPRESS (Gareth D'Rose, Samtavan, Mantra, Loir (Newbie), SwiftSilverArrows and Uraiel Riondel) arrives from the southeast.mSwift searches around the room a bit.You narrowly avoid the clumsy search.sSwift searches around the room a bit.You narrowly avoid the clumsy search.sUraiel's shield disappears.Uraiel Riondel convulses in agony as you place your Talin Stinger in him, andblood pours over your hands.> Swift searches around the room a bit.You have been noticed.s> Wilderness Road : Far North of Haisk [n,s].> You dealt the death blow to Uraiel.> Wilderness Road : Far North of Haisk [n,s].Mean Old Man is here.> dis> Wilderness Road : Far North of Haisk [n,s].> > You are not calm enough.> Soul turned off.> s> Wilderness Road : North of Haisk [n,s,w].> sSwift SilverArrows arrives from the north.Swift SilverArrows leaves west.[horde] Whisper {Seam of the Horde} revenge doneMares [horde]: niceMares [horde]: where at?Whisper shouts: Lord Cyric yet again I prove myself to you and wreak havok upon                fools...I live in your darkness I bask in your glory...all of                this I do for you.     Calmly I move back into the shadows and fade into the night...the trees beginto rustle more as the wind picks up...oh yes I think to myself...there is a stormcoming and no amount of praying to thier gods will save them from the dark destinymy God has shown me.
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