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He turns around and looks at his exicutioner, "You... YOu ha ha ha ha. You think I am a drow. I may look like a drow even have half of their forsaken blood flowing through my veins but i assure you i am no drow. My father was of the winged elves gracefull and full of spirit, you may of heard of them the Avariel? And my mother was a drow! I took my mothers skin and thats all i got of her. I wished i had my father wings so i could sore in the sky but no, i have only got the stumps where wings attemted to grow on this accursed skin." He stands up and pulls of his robe exposing some patheti stump wing things.
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Mad, mad ill show you mad!!!!<br /><br />Let the half-drow consume your soul!<br /><br /> 
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