[fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=;background:url(http://i236.photobucket.com/al…Icons/Animated/rain-2.gif); border-radius: 30pt 30pt 30pt 30pt; width:530px;]
[fancypost bgcolor= black; border-top: 2px dashed beige; border-left: 0px dashed beige; border-bottom: 2px dashed beige; border-right: 3px dashed beige; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 215px; border-radius: 30pt 30pt 30pt 30pt;] Lilliana peered through the foliage to see the group of unfamiliar creatures. Her vision had not yet adjusted to the darkness, and was not helpful in identifying them, she had, however, heard the language they were speaking in and what they were speaking of. A revolution? she thought as she stumbled forwards. "Who goes there, and what revolution doth thou speak of?" She knew her language was a little off, but she could not take back the words she had already said. Lifting up her sword, she underestimated its weight, and stumbled into the light. When the heat hit her place skin, she felt an unfamiliar heat and retreated back into the shade. "Speak now or I will have to force you." she demanded.[/justify] |
[fancypost bgcolor=black; border-top: 2px dashed beige; border-left: 3px dashed beige; border-bottom: 2px dashed beige; border-right: 0px dashed beige; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 100px; border-radius: 30pt 30pt 30pt 30pt;] Liliana [fancypost bgcolor=black; border-top: 2px dashed beige; border-left: 3px dashed beige; border-bottom: 2px dashed beige; border-right: 0px dashed beige; overflow: auto; width: 150px; height: 100px; border-radius: 30pt 30pt 30pt 30pt;] I'll just pretend like she just recently fell, I guess. :P |
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