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Preening its feathers, the red feathered bird glanced about. All around the trees branches and leaves shielded the elegant creature from view while allowing him windows into the world around it. Through one gap in the branches it peered into the open passageway of the...
In the beautiful but torn lands of Eversong forest, Celebrin meditates, breathing in deeply, clearing her mind of all distractions, blocking out the sounds of training below the tower. Her hair shines a bright gold, the tips turning slightly reddish, soft to the...
The frail elf in a plain grey robe clawed at the strong green hands around her neck. Her eyes bulged, staring at the muscular troll on top of her, his legs straddling her body. The rest of the mobile infirmary lay dead around her. Taken off guard, they had fallen...