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WSUCougar · 07-12-2004, 10:41 AM

Impatient with the dallying, Vasheliave tugged at his horse’s reins, eliciting a series of frustrated whinnies from the animal. “Where’s the damn wizard?”

At long last, Baldar emerged from the building, striding at a leisurely pace as if unaware of (or oblivious to ) the impatience of the others. Not willing to wait any longer, Vasheliave growled something unintelligible under his breath, wheeled his horse, and moved out of the courtyard at a quick trot.

07-12-2004, 10:41 AM	#76
WSUCougar Rider Of Rohan Join Date: Jul 2001 Location: Port Angeles, WA or Helm's Deep	Impatient with the dallying, Vasheliave tugged at his horse’s reins, eliciting a series of frustrated whinnies from the animal. “Where’s the damn wizard?” At long last, Baldar emerged from the building, striding at a leisurely pace as if unaware of (or oblivious to ) the impatience of the others. Not willing to wait any longer, Vasheliave growled something unintelligible under his breath, wheeled his horse, and moved out of the courtyard at a quick trot. __________________ It's not the years...it's the mileage.