Re: Antagonist’s Anarchy: Derived from Dianthus
The old man continued on the path, following the two drinking companions. As the day wore on, however, he had more and more difficulty keeping up the pace. By the time the two had hopped upon the horse and the rain began, the old man was some 50 yards behind. He donned the hood of his cloak to keep the most of the rain off his wizened head, and allowed his concealment spell down to better conserve his energy. He would soon be glad he had fallen behind as he side-stepped the puddle of sick left behind by one of the drunks, and now running down the hill in the rain. I will certainly be stopping in the next town, whether these fools do or not! I'm sure to catch my death of cold out here!!
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