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2009-03-05 07:49:38
Last author: Pnelma Tirian
Owner: Talos Cyrion
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The tent of the demon-beast, Fara Shiva, is fairly large, the black canvas walls propped up by strong, hollow steel rods. From the high ceiling of this structure hang mummies wrapped in white silk, some jerking about as they struggle to free themselves, others swaying in their sleep, still others only moved by the wind. On the ground, in customized racks, her many-legged armor sits, waiting for her cold body. In one corner, huddled at the base of a pole, sits a dark elf, rocking gently back and forth, his red eyes glazed over as he patiently awaits the return of his mistress.



Fara Shiva entered her tent without pretense. She took the giggling recruit from her back and climbed up to the cieling, dangling him from her spidersilk and wrapping him quickly in a thin layer of gauzy thread. Her servant rose as she entered and watched with awe at the process she must have done a hundred times before. She let go of the roof and fell on her many feet on the ground soundlessly. She let out a rapid series of clicks and snaps, and the servant snapped to attention and went to work. In moments, the spider monster was donned in her bitter black armor, holding a dull sheen in the dim light. Before he placed her helmet on her head, she took his white dreadlocked head in her softened keratin hands and pulled him forward gently, almost lovingly. She inclined his head up delicately to reveal the old puncture wounds just below his jaw in his neck, and her mandibles pierced his skin, injected a dose of her venom, and sealed the wounds with two licks of her sticky tongue within an instant. His eyes rolled into his head and his expression became that of extasy, kneeling on the ground at her feet. She took her helmet from him, donned it with its angry long crimson tail, and left him there, crawling back to his place at the base of the pole, a distant smile on his face.




Fara returned some time later, picked up her servant in her arms, sat him on her back, and did something she previously only dreamed of: she left, fleeing into the hills, freeing herself of Ullari's bonds.




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2009-02-28 [Pnelma Tirian]: um...can I have access to my tent? :3

2009-02-28 [Talos Cyrion]: oops sorry i'll take the password down ASAP...can you let me know if i did this to any of the other wiki pages?.

2009-02-28 [Talos Cyrion]: there you should now have access to your tent :p...i just realized that i had not done anything to this wiki page as far as description goes....i knew i was forgetting somthing >< oh well, i guess that means at least you can edit your own page...feel free to submit any additional characters that you may have as well (the more the better)

2009-02-28 [Pnelma Tirian]: thanks! :D Now I can RUN FREE

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