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Garett Gwenour walked softly through the overgrown forest ground, watching carefully not to trip on sticking out roots or to step on any useful herbs. He sighs as he walks through the forest of Vanima alone. He hadn't seen a fellow elf on this isle in to long.
He was taking a break from blacksmithing, he continued to wander the elf island looking for a fellow inhabitant, maybe then he could find out what the future plans for the elf community was.

((Open roleplay for anyone, even not elves.))

"A predator... On this island?" Garett thought to himself as his keen perception helped him hear clearly what was going on yards ahead of him. He tried best he could to get a sight at what was going on ahead of him without being spotted. He just hoped if he was seen he could outrun it as he had no weapons with him.

*An orc can be easily spotted, he feasts on the carcass of a young doe unsuspecting of watching eyes*