A single figure comes dashing through a stone work hallway , the dim light within this hallway only reveal the darkened sculptures that adorn the walls between the pillars that stand as sentry and support within this place. This figure may at times stand and gaze at the morbid beauty of some of these sculptures that depict morbid scenes of horror and beauty but for now he has a reason a urgent one.
The figure finally comes to the end of this hall towards two gilded iron doors which he struggles to pull open a crack , summing forth all of the strength within this mortal body and then he slips in through , into a room of utter darkness , lit by nothing. The figures guides himself by memory alone to the center of the room and then he kneels down towards the black marble floor, his eyes glace down and through the dim light that traveled through the opened doors he can see the detale of the marble and how it shifts so slightly but giving signs of life within it, this figure then gasps out a breath, he quickly then moves to pull out a sealed parchment form the folds of his cloak and he holds it up as if presenting it to the air itself in this room. A hand then penetrate through the shadows coiling its fingers around this parchment to grasp it away form the figure. The sounds of the wax seal being broken is heard in the room , and then nothing but a long silence is heard. Moments later a voice is heard within the shadows saying one word �Perfect� the figure , the messenger then nods lifting his head �is there any more you wish of this one� the darkened voice calls out again , holding the parchment out for this massager to take back �yes reseal it , and make preparation it would seem i am taking a short trip by sea , to ready the next phase� the massager figure nods tucking the parchment back under his arm �yes , may Asmodeus�s coils be with you� the figure then stands again turning to dart out of the room , much preparations are needed to be made. The figure in shrouded in shadows slowly stands form his seat and then speaks with a half smirk hanging on his lips �to bad the game of spies upon prospective spies will fall short though, it may have been entertaining but it is time to get down to business� _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com -- To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Archives & Other DMI Lists: http://www.dragonmyst.f2s.com/lists.php3
