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(RP) Seagulls for Magincian council Members

Discussion in 'UO Baja' started by LynneOfMagincia, Aug 5, 2011.

  1. *The script was unhurried, easy and thoughtful. There was no rush in her movements, as if every word were well contemplated and quietly etched upon the parchments. As always was the case the edges of each are burned and the same bronze smudge can be seen in various locations across them all.*

    "I am calling on the council.. My location is well known. Drop by when you get a moment.

    In Freedom and in Blood,

    Lynne Zellinous
    Magincian Council Member

    *Sealing it with newly forged Magincian crest in a deep red, she hands one letter to each of the six. A slight nod and their wings extend taking off for the skies above the island. None of them would have to go very far.*
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    Dante emerged from the bath ...rivulets of hot water spilling down his bronzed chest. His hair was wet. Face covered in a shadow of uneven stubble. He wrapped the vermillion towel low around his hips and...


    The Magincian looked over his shoulder. "Do that again ...and I'll be sending your charred remains to the Blacksmith. Barbeque style."

    "Caw." The Seagull nudged the note on the window sill.

    "I'm coming. I'm coming." He marched towards the window ...shooing the bird as he collected the note.