Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160228221959/@comment-24701913-20160311023258

Aigren was making his way down to the workshop, preparing his armour so that the trap he had made would sit comfortably on his body and wouldn't impeded his movement.

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Elinnel continued to rush, until she reached the chest where she kept the letters she received. Without missing a beat, she hurriedly dug through it, hoping to find a particular letter amongst the heap that was there.