plix
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Post by plix on Nov 10, 2011 20:50:19 GMT -8
A wild elf slinks out of the thick wood, his black blades dripping with lizardman blood. His hunt was done for the night. The elf kneels near a downed oak and brushes aside a thick blanket of foiliage reavealing a concealed sleeping bundle.
With quick and deliberate movements he conceals himself in the bundle and pulls the blanket of leaves over himself. He would continue his journey in the morning, northeast towards Lochling.
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