| [color=royal blue]Aphra feels a ping in her heart. She knows strong forces have found thier way to this realm, this planet. She didn't show any signs of feeling it, but she was quitely reaching out with her psyonics. She felt something familiar, but she doesn't want to arouse suspician in the elder, Trias. She feels him, and she almost hears the treatice. She is careful to keep this concealed to both her allies and Trias as they walk along the corridors Mordrid leads them through.[/color]
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DragonAgnstEvil  Role-Player's Realm ~ Literature Haven
*mumbles something about "puppy dog eyes" and "crying women"*
Currently = Wii pwns my soul ;_;
Wii + Bonnie Lasses = Ultimate Combination! |