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Isaura
The promise of the fair paladin brings much cheer to her spirits and the party continues on its way, careful to look out for treacherous beasts lurking about. Perhaps it is their size which deters a direct assault, for they manage to move on with little hindrance.
At long last, when the sun has yawned and retired for its well-deserved rest, the companions, too, search for a relatively safe site with which to set up camp.
Isaura watches silently as Sorsha hurries about, hunting for edible nourishment besides the berries they had gathered along the way. Drawing out her dagger, she studies it with barely contained excitement as she waits for an opportune time to seek Galadria's tutelage once more.
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