[A voice overhead answers as another tall blonde lands near by. He seems to be midway through his transformation, considering the huge not-quite-black purple feathered wings and forward sweeping horns. Oh, and the low ambient light- not bright, but instead the deep shades of dusk.]
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[A voice overhead answers as another tall blonde lands near by. He seems to be midway through his transformation, considering the huge not-quite-black purple feathered wings and forward sweeping horns. Oh, and the low ambient light- not bright, but instead the deep shades of dusk.]
Sadly I am not the one that called you here.