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To the talking Bones: Sry for running too fast Still somewhere near the crypta??

Some may notice a young nordic huntress leaving Bane, heading to the east. She takes only her armor and her bag with her. Maybe its possible to track her down?((PM))

It took almost a day to circle the southern forests. The sun was almost behind the horizon when they both stopped, alerted by the sound of talking voices right in front of them, behind a group of trees and undergrowth. “He is still alive?” – “Yes…though his head’ll hurt for some days.” – “Good…lets ...

One hand on her hatchet, the other holding her bow, the young huntress searched the ground for any signs of Chief Rugh'toh. Wearing a new and light hunting armor, her trained body moved through the gras, avoiding any sounds, ready to react on everything that might cross her path. Her hair, braided t...

At the river mouth of Troll's Veine. "West." - "South?!" - "West!" - "Nay, south!!" The young hunter answered with less and less nerves. "Tavern?!" Although her suggestion appeared appealing, Agrimur rolled his eyes and shook his head, answering to h...

Thanks to Deanna

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Brüderchen Grimm, Schwängerchen Cay und Barbarchen Tjark *lach*

Spitting on the ground as the mage speaks, Fenramur simply raises her bow, aiming at him and shooting an arrow directly into his chest, only taking one wink for this.

She grinned wolfishly as her arrow hit the goblin at exact the position she had aimed at. Stepping onto the clearing, she could see Agrimur doing the same. But her grin vanished the moment the goblin threw his two gynkfires towards their close-combat fighters, hitting both of them. She gazed at Krul...

Fenramur walked in the clearing, examining the orcs with her eyes very closely before she noticed Agrimur. At once the orcs were forgotten and she started cursing on him in a language the orcs most certainly did not understand. She did not seem to mind this matter, too busy arguing with the fellow N...

Surprised that her kick didnt finish him off, she let out a short scream of surprise as the goblin jumped on her. With her left hand trying to hold him on distance and to get him from her, her right hand went to her belt to draw her dagger, planing to place it into the goblins throat. Underestimatin...

A vicious grin appeared on her pretty face as her arrow pierced through the goblin’s leg. But her expression disillusioned at once, as the goblin seemingly did not give up and stood again after breaking the arrow. Cursing she put a new arrow to her bowstring. But before she could even draw her bow a...

Silently the thorns scratched over her light leather armour while she cleaved through the bushes. Her left was lift high to brush the twigs aside, her right fist was clenched tightly around the handle of her hatchet, and so the young huntress made her way through the forest towards the fighting nois...