[cryptomancer]

The Raven lands in a corner and envelopes itself in the humaniod form of Cryptomancer. From a sleeve of his runic cloak the Cryptographicly possessed mage draws out a small silver mirror and looks at his reflection.

shifting slightly in the chair, he look sa t the desk in front of him, glancing between reflection and desk a few times, before changing once more to (his now far more common) avian form.

Muttering rather loudly, but to no-one in particular, "ok... some guy in a hat asked me a question and it has me confused... why is a Raven like a writing desk?"

[Regel]

Well it has been soon long since I posted anywhere I thought I would post here. I have been peaking in here only occasionally. It has been a busy summer and my need to write has been put on hold. So much has happened and yet I have just carried these stories in my head. Some where down the line I might post regularly again. Hello to my pen friends.

[Merelas]

Merelas strides in with a swirl of orange, yellow, and crimson silks. He crosses to a chair, spins, and sits.

Well this is a fine kettle of fish.

I haven't been here in three years or better. I'm still rather foppish, but less full of angst. A few I recognize, and some not at all.

Interesting.