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11-03-2009, 04:56 AM
As of right now, I'm open to trade offers as well as coin offers for Newton. If someone wishes to purchase Newton and give him a good home, I'll gladly accept a buyout of 25million or trades that may be more useful to me such as the 6x HCP Enhancive Robes, a sighted longbow and a few other items I've mentioned in my EG Want List.

The buy out is a bit steep, but I do not think these are going to be released this year via The Shade Sanctum merchant as well, and of course...It is a buy out after all. So without further yapping, on with the show!

Newton is a currently new single bachelor newt looking for that special love, coming in at about 4 inches in length, newton loves taking walks during the brisk cool nights and slowly draining your life away.

He's a shadow lizard, which can live in your skin and has many spiffy scripts.

>l newton the saffron shade-newt
Twitching and shuddering at odd intervals, the tiny creature appears to be little more than a shadow lent feeble substance. Its saffron-cored form wavers like a candle's flame, but the shade-newt maintains a rough lizard shape augmented by odd, elongated limbs. Each of the six tendril-like legs spreads into a trio of tiny black talons. Twin pinpoints of gold luminescence shine from where the creature's eyes ought to be.

Various verbs work with these fellows like pet, poke, prod, lick, touch, rub etc...And while worn in your skin, also have some idle scripts. While living in your skin, they do like to eat and you can feed them yourself by POKEing the mark. It will drain a few health points from you and feed off of it.

>wear newton
You grip your saffron shade-newt carefully about its neck and hold the creature over your other arm. The shade-newt seems to sense what is about to happen, and it begins to twitch and quiver with terror. Its keening cries bite at your mind like daggers as you lower it into your skin. Instead of contacting your flesh like a solid being ought to, the shade-newt sublimates into a slick, chill mist that bites into your waiting flesh. You feel something shift beneath your skin and rub at it, swiftly warming the area. As you withdraw your hand, you note with satisfaction that the lizard has metamorphosed into a vague lark-shaped mark on your arm.

>poke mark
Clenching your jaw, you raise two fingers overhead and jab them into the flesh sporting your lark-shaped mark. Something wet and vile squirms beneath your skin, sending tendrils of cold ricocheting through the surrounding nerves. Your lark-shaped mark gradually makes its way to your chest, explosions of glacial pain heralding its movements as it disappears behind the veniom robe covering your chest.

>rem mark
You focus your thoughts on your lark-shaped mark.
Responding to your mental command, your mark glides along your skin like liquid ice, twitching toward the flesh of your hand.
Your lark-shaped mark takes on the form of a shade-newt as it oozes into your free hand.