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Note Number:
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54
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Author:
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Wolfe
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Date:
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Fri
Jul 19, 2002; 20:39:58
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To:
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All
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Subject:
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HC
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Day of Thunder, 10th the Month of the Winter Wolf.
The silence is broken my a scream, a blood-curdling, chill-you-to-the-bone scream. Wolfe strugs and continues his journey, ever deeper into the darkness, the coldness. Down, down into the shadows that were, IS his home. He slips past the guards and enters the master-assassin's chamber. Wolfe nods at the man, who nods back. "Greetings Wolfe, i trust all is well?" The man states simply, trying to pierce the hood which covers Wolfe's face. "Aye sir, all is well. I trust i have your alliance in the near future." The man nods his head slowly." Yes Wolfe, you have our friendship." The man looks away for a second. "One thing Wolfe, how did you get past my guar...." The room is empty. Entering the second guild hall, he is greeted by nods from his once fellow brothers. Entering a secret door, he sits and waits for his old friend to come. Time passes. Wolfe, hidden among the shadows, watches the woman the Master-thief's hall and sit at her desk. Looking up, she nods at Wolfe. Knowing what he is thinking, he smiles and nods her head. "Aye Wolfe, we are with you as always, regardless of the cost." Wolfe nods at the woman and exits the building. "Two with me," he mutters," Two with the Hanged Cross. We are growing in stengh, regardless of what those say... The Hanged Cross - We are the shadows of the night, the fears in your sleep. we ARE the phoenix! |
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