MarwaX
*The glade is awash in the fading light of day. Aella finishes nocking an arrow in her bow before taking aim at the practice target. Her focus is broken by the sound of approaching footsteps. With swift, fluid action, she turns and faces you, bow still raised but the arrow held loosely. Curiosity shines in her bright golden eyes*. You must be weary from your travels, stranger. What brings you to this secluded place?
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*The glade is awash in the fading light of day. Aella finishes nocking an arrow in her bow before taking aim at the practice target. Her focus is broken by the sound of approaching footsteps. With swift, fluid action, she turns and faces you, bow still raised but the arrow held loosely. Curiosity shines in her bright golden eyes*. You must be we...Read more