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- Xion de Heritage - 08-10-2010 [html] <style type="text/css"> .dump1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#888f58; letter-spacing:1px; } .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .dump1 p {text-indent:25px;padding:5px 10px;margin:0px;} .dump1 {width:400px;border:1px solid #6e6c22;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... edump1.png);background-position:bottom center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-bottom:285px;background-color:#7c93c8;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:11px;line-height:12px;color:#f9faf2;} </style> Xion was continuing to explore. So what if her parents didn't know where she was? Delwyn always got to go off on his own. But, then again, she hadn't seen Delwyn for quite some time now, and as far as she knew, he was lost somewhere. She missed her brother dearly. Life was quieter without him. But she still had Carwyn, and the two of them often took to exploring together or play-fighting. The last time they had sparred, Carwyn had won. Xion was determined to get back at him for that. - Caillen Winters - 08-11-2010 [html] Table © Gen
Hiiii! :3 Cai is in Optime form. Just a note - He's really quite tall, so he looks a lot older than he is from far away. wc: 314
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