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OOC>>Mistral, don't stop posting! We are all off on our own, so just post when youre good and ready [img]smile.gif[/img]
Verloren
Verloren flared her nostrils and narrowed her flaming eyes, "Sent from who?" she demanded quietly, "Can we not slay it?" she was getting ready to leap out of their hiding place, swords already half-drawn
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