Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190827204408/@comment-7262318-20190831210621

"And it won't be happening again," Alvoran said.

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Shrava sat down in the field, calmly breathing in an out. The corpse of Velindil was still smoldering over in front of the house, which had also gone up in flames and was quietly burning. She watched the flames dance around in the night sky with mild interest.

She shouldn't have done that. With Velindil dead, she was once again back on a wild goose chase with no leads.

Still... the sight of his smoldering corpse brought her some joy.

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"What do you want?" Garren demanded. This lady was starting to freak him out now.