Irania sits by her campsite fire fingering a recent letter from Gurik Elvenstar.
Looking into the distance she wonders what life would throw her way next.
Irania sits by her campsite fire...
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- Ezor Edwickton
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A man wearing a cape and a hood to cover his head, slowely saunters through the woods, alone. He moves slowely, almost aimlessly. With his head down he kicks the occational lose rock or twig. Once deep into the woods surrounded by the trees, he sits down under one. He remains there sitting under the tree poking at the ground with a stick in his hand, alone.