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Posted: **Fri Jun 02, 2006 5:08 am**

Xatria sits on the east side of the library roof, looking over the eastern area of Trollsbane. He sits and wonders of things happened.

"Getting into the Mercs at such a young age"

"Getting into the Mercs on his first day in Gobiath.

The thoughts flow around his head before seing a figure that his eyes have never seen.

He swings down into the second floor of the Library and then jumps to the tree just by the library and lands on a brach which is big enough to support his weight, he then jumps down and walks over to this figure.

" I seek one known as Shadowbane."

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Posted: **Fri Jun 02, 2006 5:21 am**

An Elven man, clad in black robes; two sheathes by his side filled with a gemmed longsword, and a steely blade with a light colored hilt.

"I am the one known as Shadowbane, Speak now or hold your tongue.

Posted: **Fri Jun 02, 2006 5:27 am**

"I am Blood hound. Trainee of the Mercs. My real names Xatria"

Xatrias hood is up, it covers down to his eyes, the rest is asif darkness.

Posted: **Fri Jun 02, 2006 6:32 am**

Clanking starts to get louder and louder, More than likely it is a guard or Knight on his daily rounds. But to as which guard it is, is obscure.

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