Date: 10/15/97 6:07 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Daegarth x
To all know, The date for the challenge made to myself is set for the night of the 22nd of October. The time shall be Nine-Thirty of the evening, as the place shall be the Battlefield. Ulysses was kind enough to offer his services to call the match. As before, I shall stand alone during this challenge. Standing under the colors of House Phoenix, a flaring golden phoenix on a field of black. Until then, Baron of Balance Daegarth Mithmellon House Phoenix
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Date: 10/19/97 10:23 AM Pacific Standard Time
From: CygnetSera
Having read Baron Mithmellon's acceptance to the challenge for the 8th Ring by Adonai Uziel, last of the Valheru, Duchy of Ezogaer and Knight Marshall of House Questrion, Cygnet left the board, returning to the manor. Back at Questrion, her step is light and graceful as she makes her way up the grand stone staircase to her second floor suite. Rumaging thru her simple cherry armoire, she finds exactly what she needs, a pleased smile brightening her face. "Hmmmm...black linen... perfect!", her voice soft with pleasure as she pulls the material from the lower shelf.Unfolding the rectagular length of linen and inspecting it carefully, the seraph gaily wraps the piece about her shoulders, playfully spinning as if in a waltz. Catching her breath as she steps over to the area where she paints and sews, Cygnet gathers her sewing basket and settles comfortably to begin the task at hand. "Silver thread...", talking as if she weren't alone, grabbing the spool of shimmery silver thread. Several hours later, each meticulous stitch a labor of her love for him, she holds up the fine black linen material which has been artfully sewn into a handsome scarf about 4 feet long. Embroidered at one end of the linen is the emblem of House Questrion, the rearing silver unicorn. The other end is adorned with the Warlords own crest, [~¥~], also embroidered in the rich silver thread.Sitting back with a gentle sigh, deep in thought, the angel gazes at the once plain black linen cloth that is now a beautiful scarf... a sign of her favor. 3 more days before he shall wear it with honor.
From: CygnetSera
Having read Baron Mithmellon's acceptance to the challenge for the 8th Ring by Adonai Uziel, last of the Valheru, Duchy of Ezogaer and Knight Marshall of House Questrion, Cygnet left the board, returning to the manor. Back at Questrion, her step is light and graceful as she makes her way up the grand stone staircase to her second floor suite. Rumaging thru her simple cherry armoire, she finds exactly what she needs, a pleased smile brightening her face. "Hmmmm...black linen... perfect!", her voice soft with pleasure as she pulls the material from the lower shelf.Unfolding the rectagular length of linen and inspecting it carefully, the seraph gaily wraps the piece about her shoulders, playfully spinning as if in a waltz. Catching her breath as she steps over to the area where she paints and sews, Cygnet gathers her sewing basket and settles comfortably to begin the task at hand. "Silver thread...", talking as if she weren't alone, grabbing the spool of shimmery silver thread. Several hours later, each meticulous stitch a labor of her love for him, she holds up the fine black linen material which has been artfully sewn into a handsome scarf about 4 feet long. Embroidered at one end of the linen is the emblem of House Questrion, the rearing silver unicorn. The other end is adorned with the Warlords own crest, [~¥~], also embroidered in the rich silver thread.Sitting back with a gentle sigh, deep in thought, the angel gazes at the once plain black linen cloth that is now a beautiful scarf... a sign of her favor. 3 more days before he shall wear it with honor.