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She goes to check on Maria, and get some food and wine, while she asks Cyril to gather the items they need from their room. She assures the barkeep all is well, and they will return in the morning. She stands by the door waiting, unknowingly gripping her staff tight in one gloved hand, the other holding the leather bag with food and wine. Her eyes start to glow a soft purple silver, and she stares into the darkness outside, listening to the evening breeze encircle itself around the trees and leaves.....
[ 03-09-2002: Message edited by: TAOWolf ]
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