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- Saul Stormbringer - 04-20-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
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The past few days had been a whirlwind of thoughts, emotions and forlorn looks. Four days ago, Saul had been setting up for a birthday party to celebrate the collective birthday of the four Stormbringers with Bran's help and he hadn't been happier. The party had gone well and all of them had gone past intoxicated. In fact, he remembered Bran toppling over backwards off of his log and having to be dragged back into their hut by Niernan, who hadn't been that steady on his feet himself. It had been fun, especially when Bran had suggested they play a game of 'Truth or Dare' that had been funny to watch and participate in. But the events after the party had thrown everything upside down. The feeling of his lips moving against hers had been heavenly bliss and he hadn't been able to help wrapping his arms around her and bringing her closer. He knew, without a doubt, that it hadn't been down to his inebriated state. He might have gotten his confidence from the alcohol, but the act itself had been the culmination of days of covert glances and butterflies in his stomach. And he had to admit, kissing her had been the best feeling in the world. In that moment, there was no thought about relations, blood, genetics or anything of the sort. It was one man and one woman expressing desire for one another. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 04-20-2012 [html] Lame post is lame! :: 307 :: Niernan sat bolt upright on his side of the hut, his azure eyes were fixed on his brothers prone form. He gritted his teeth as a loud and grating snore ripped through the wooden structure, he suddenly stood, a small growl of irritation bubbling from his lips. He could usually cope with Brans sleeping habits, but after the party things had not been right in the camp and this tension had rubbed Niernans fur the wrong way. Word Count ~ 307 <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Saul Stormbringer - 04-20-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
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Preoccupation was one of Saul's major flaws- the ability to turn so in on himself that he didn't notice what was going on around him. As he made his way across camp, trying desperately not to look at her door, to silently ask her to come out and speak to him, he didn't notice the form of his cousin by the fire. His gaze was, firmly, set on the trees in front of him and the plans that were playing out in his mind. He knew that building more things here probably wasn't the best idea- if they had to leave, there would be a lot of work that would be wasted. But at the same time, he didn't honestly know how long they would be here for and if it was for a while, he might as well build something that could be fun for everyone to use. Even in his preoccupation, and depression at being avoided and ignored, Saul was thinking about his son and Elias, and the brothers who would no doubt take as much pleasure from the plans in Saul's mind alongside their younger counterparts. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 04-20-2012 [html] Aww, socially awkward Nier. He's so cute and pathetic :3 ::390 :: Niernan eyed his cousin, his azure orbs taking in every detail of the unkempt man. He looked visibly tired and strained, his shoulders were no longer up in the confident stance he had adopted before. He looked hunched in on himself and it made Niers tail stop wagging, he worried about Saul but he wouldn't let the grey furred man know just how much he worried yet, for fear of Saul perceiving him as weak. Word Count ~ 390 <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Saul Stormbringer - 04-21-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
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The tension and concern coming from his cousin was something Saul never expected to feel, but it was certainly there and very potent. When he'd kissed Lilin that night, his thoughts certainly hadn't been on the effect it would have on the rest of the group- he hadn't thought much past the feel of her soft lips on his. Then again, he hadn't foreseen that she would avoid him and especially for so long. With a sigh, he tried to force thoughts of Lilin from his mind. There was no point in pining and worrying about it- she would emerge when she was ready and if that meant he didn't see her for a week or more, he had the patience to wait until she was ready to come and talk to him about whatever the hell was going on between the two of them. Cousins didn't kiss cousins like that. On the other hand, he now refused to refer to her as his cousin, even in his own thoughts. It felt wrong, especially after that kiss, the way his body reacted to her, the thoughts that raced through his mind whenever he thought of her. A shudder rushed through him as he tried, unsuccessfully, to push out those fantasies- Niernan managed to bring him back from the brink of oblivion with a carefully placed joke, although Saul could tell that it seemed strained. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 04-22-2012 [html] LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMEEEE!!!! :: +340 :: Niernan was glad that the tense moment was over, Saul stepped away after Niers paw fell back to his side, and the black and tan wolf stood and watched him for a second. That was until he heard the word treehouse. His ears pricked up automatically and a huge grin split his face, he bounded towards Saul and aimed a friendly slap on the shoulder blade his way, putting all the tension and worry on the backburner. We're gonna build a treehouse!? That is awesome! Suddenly his face fell as a thought dawned on him; he wasn't a puppy anymore, what if Saul meant the treehouse was only gonna be for Teme and Elias? He raised bright cyan eyes to Sauls face, his expression could only be described as 'that puppy dog look.' Is is just for the boys or can me 'n Bran play in it too? Word Count ~ 340 <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Saul Stormbringer - 04-27-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
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He should have expected the over-excited response from his cousin- sometimes it was too easy to see the elder of his cousins as serious, compassionate and gentle. He was all of these things, but there was also a larger part of him that enjoyed his mischievousness far too much to let it go. Saul thought that this was perhaps why he enjoyed Bran's company so much- while they were brothers and therefore naturally close, especially when their personalities complimented each other so well, Saul thought that a large part of it lay in the fact that Bran made Niernan forget that they may have had bigger worries and he was more than happy to immerse himself in whatever scheme his brother concocted. As the excitement registered on Niernan's face, Saul allowed a rumbling laugh to jump from his mouth, despite the melancholy that had been dragging him down. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 05-02-2012 [html] Silly Nier butt ::345 :: A sheepish grin crept onto Nier's muzzle at Sauls mention of his appalling carpentry skills, the memory of painful splinters and Sauls gentle treatment fresh in his mind. He winced slightly at the memory of the splinters, but inwardly resolved that he would be better this time. The clap on the shoulder and the verbal reassurance that Bran and Niernan would be allowed in the treehouse brought a massive grin and a bout of furious tail wagging. He set about gathering the flattest and sturdiest pieces of wood that he could find, but ended up trusting Sauls judgement more than his own, gladly taking the burden of the wood that his grey cousin placed in his arms. Word Count ~ 345 <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Saul Stormbringer - 05-04-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
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Gathering the wood was undeniably a boring job, but it wasn't so bad when Niernan walked beside him, more than happy to be a mule as well as pointing out bits that looked like they would do well. His cousin was a comforting presence, even if the stress in the camp was seeping slowly into all of them. What made it worse was the belief that Saul had no-one to talk to. Bran and Niernan were his cousins as well as Lilins- they were all blood related. If he asked Niernan for help, surely the man would think it disgusting, the thoughts and feelings Saul had for her. There was no way he could speak to Ezra- Saul had seen the giant grin that had planted itself on his muzzle when Lilin had appeared when Ezra had called for them. He would no doubt sway it in his favour, although Saul got the distinct feeling that Lilin say Ezra as a friend only. His only other option was his son, and while Temeraire was getting bit now, there was no way on this earth that his son would understand and be able to give him some advice. A snort escaped him as he thought about talking to his son about all this- what a ridiculous concept. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 05-04-2012 [html] Brave Niernan is brave! :: 587 :: The low chuckle that came from Saul didn't ring true; Niernan knew laughter, and he knew that Saul was forcing it. As his grey cousin effortlessly swung himself up into the thick mid-branches of the tree Niernan followed him with his eyes, the cerulean orbs reading the mans body like a book. Saul was tense, and what Niernan could only describe as 'mopey'. The dark Stormbringer sighed quiety to himself before fixing his face into it's usual relaxed and easy smile. Once he was sure he could keep his smile in place he scrambled up the tree after Saul, swinging his legs over one of the thick branches that would serve as a base for the floor of the tree house. Word Count ~ 587 <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Saul Stormbringer - 05-10-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
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Niernan wouldn't be left out for long and Saul chuckled quietly as he heard his cousin moving up through the trees. He liked Nier- the male was easy to get on with and he had a sensitive side that Saul associated well with. His cousins body came up to stand across the little platform area from him, blue eyes assessing the area. He knew that Nier wasn't the best at these things, but he could at least try and teach his cousin something today. His question was answered with an eager nod of his head as he glanced around. As it was, most of the branches around them were flimsy, half grown and easy to break. They didn't need to worry about many of the bigger, more established branches as they appeared to stretch out away from the tree instead of inwards. Niernan's question made him chuckle softly and he reached over, using his hand to snap away a branch and releasing it to drop to the ground. I think we'll be alright- a few of the thicker branches we'll need to use a knife on, but for now we can clear most of this away. He instructed, grabbing a handful of branches to break, tugging hard and hearing the satisfying crunch as the broke away. He didn't at first notice Niernan's expression, his discomfort. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 05-12-2012 [html] SERIOUSLY!? Only 222 words? What is wrong with me? Sorry Honey, you deserve a better post than this.:: 222:: A heavy breath escaped his lungs, tension and worry leaving him like it had been a poisonous fog inside him, but now it was gone. He smiled again, the expression coming as naturally as ever and without having to be forced at all. How funny that a few normal words from his cousin could produce such an effect in him, maybe it was because he'd been following Saul since he and his brother had become part of the lakeside clan. Word Count ~ 222 <style>.NiernanBody .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; text-align: center;} .NiernanBody p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .NiernanBody { font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; background-position: center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:px 0px 10px 0px; min-height:273px; width:597px;} .NiernanHeader {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Header.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:220px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} .NiernanFooter {background-image:url(http://i937.photobucket.com/albums/ad21 ... Footer.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; height:273px; padding:0px 0px 0px 0px; width:597px;} p.wc {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> - Saul Stormbringer - 05-15-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
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The sharp twinge in his knee was not an encouraging sign and Saul took a mental stock of himself. He knew nothing was broken or fractured, it wasn't that serious. But he could almost feel the burst blood vessels leaking blood, forming a bruise over his knee cap. It would be sore for a few days, but he didn't think it would get any worse. A soft scowl pursed his lips, irritated that he'd injured himself. It would hinder him however and Saul knew that their building would be cut short for the day. He at least wanted to lay down the floor of the tree house, a flat platform that would eventually give rise to a house in the trees. The sound of Niernan swinging back up the tree caused him to struggle to his feet, hoping his cousin didn't see him with a bruised knee. It wasn't to be as Niernans concerned voice came once more. Saul snorted softly, a quick shake of his head which did not necessarily mean a negative response. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] |