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     Two kights and their horses align themselves for a joust. One, clad in ornate silver armor with bronze gilding around the joint and an intricate grilled helmet sporting a purple plume. He expertly hauls his large, shining lance to his side, a small shield in the other.     And as righteous he looked, his opponent looked equally and oppositely exquisite. Dark colored metal twisted around his limbs, his helmet was smooth in the front, with only two empty eyeholes interrupting the visor, as it sloped back to a point. The most interesting feature of this individual, however, was the corperal horse on which he was mounted, with it's equine

     Morning fog parted to allow passage for the bulbous ballon of the airship "Playwrights Progress". The wooden hull never follwed; the ropes connecting the two were seared and aflame. A lone figure, latched onto one of the ropes, spout an inferno from its outstrecthed arm. It maliciously attacked the flotation device, deflating the contraption in seconds. The figure let its grip loosen, and it slid and fell into the dense layer of clouds. From the bottom, he shot out with a trail of fire and a parachute-glider connected to its shoulder-blades and legs. Launching towards the ground at break-neck speeds, the fire trail extinguished, replaced