From: ibanda@aol.com (I Banda)
Date: 26 Feb 1999 02:38:18 EST
::This missive, as penned and left 'pon the boards, stuck through with the point of a dressing-pin, a gold ring dangling from the would-be nail::
My lord Lupton,
Gracious thanks--how generous and unexpected of you, sir. Thank you also that your messenger wielded the sweets willingly, for he looked to me none too much of a fighter...
I am,
~Banda
Pillager of sweets
The matter of a Chocolate
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From: marzan@aol.com (Marzan)
Date: 26 Feb 1999 03:11:06 EST
::The Druid walks down the hall, all ready to post something on the corkboard... He blinks, suddenly seeing the chocolate smudged note on the board. Suddenly his eyes and ears become alert, scenting for Banda, snapping his head this wa and that. Very carefully, he takes the chocolate from his robe and hold it slowly from his body in a non-threating manner.... hearing the pattering feet of a predator in heels, he takes
a sack of dirt and leaves from his cloak and covers himself in it... attempting to cover the chocolate scent. Trembling slightly, he runs at full speed into the night::::
Date: 26 Feb 1999 03:11:06 EST
::The Druid walks down the hall, all ready to post something on the corkboard... He blinks, suddenly seeing the chocolate smudged note on the board. Suddenly his eyes and ears become alert, scenting for Banda, snapping his head this wa and that. Very carefully, he takes the chocolate from his robe and hold it slowly from his body in a non-threating manner.... hearing the pattering feet of a predator in heels, he takes
a sack of dirt and leaves from his cloak and covers himself in it... attempting to cover the chocolate scent. Trembling slightly, he runs at full speed into the night::::