On 5/13/97 10:25 PM, Thomas R Jefferys at JEFFERYSTR@rascal.guilford.edu 
wrote:

       Two dark, shadowed figures stand atop a nondescript building.
Cloaked with black, flowing robes, the first spoke in a voice that could
only belong to a woman.
       "I'm impressed. I didn't think you would sacrifice Miriam to stop
me from capturing him myself. That was brilliance, Runenewo," said the
figure.
       "Thank you, Mahtemgwen. Shall the next round start?" asked the other.
       "Yes," came the simple reply, and the cloaked figure refered to as
Mahtemgwen vanished into thin air.
       Alone, the one called Runenewo flipped back the hood, revealing
scarlet locks of hair spilling out from under it. The owner's face would be
described as 'cute' if it weren't for the deathly serious expression on her
face. An expression borne from untold millenia of battle.
       "Then let the game begin again..."
       Nene Romanova, Runenewo, vanished herself.
       The game resumed, and all the pieces were in place.

Hmm. Except she needs to have those brilliant solid green eyes, with no 
pupils...

Travis Butler
(The Professor, formerly of Myth and Magick!, Lawrence, KS;
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...Hello. I'm afraid I'm not sapient right now, but if you'll leave a 
message I'll get back to you when I reach a higher evolutionary plane. 
Thank you.