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~An figure in a cloak with a deep hood waits until she is sure there is no one near the boards, then approaches, pins up her note, and slips away into the shadows quickly~ Because the leader of this group is not present, and as one who has heard much about the aims of this group, I feel that I must ...

She slips quietly into town, careful to remain unseen... not difficult, as it seemed a few weeds scared off the entire inhabitance of the town. She glides up to the boards usually used for cummunication, and gently takes the note from the bat, and pins it to the wall with a soft nod. Then, just as ...

She returns the smile, if slightly, and nods slowly. I will do all that I can to swell our ranks. And I will display the message for you; I have managed to stay below the town's notice, thankfully, at least for now. She inclines her head to him a moment before heading out towards the town of Troll'...

The elfess slips into the room at his request, her hood drawn, as always, low over her face. She peers at him from beneath it, lips pressed together slightly.

You called for me?

She glances at the parchment with an absent sort of interest.