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Sorithar

Sorithar

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Arli's warning has Drace immediately on edge. Had they escaped the hive that threatened to be their tomb only to run into an ambush? The fog that she had first hoped would let them slip away unnoticed from the Roost now potentially hid a half-dozen blades intent to do them ill.

Still, Drace opens with a greeting, hoping conflict can be avoided. By the grace of the Smiling Lady, this meeting would not end in conflict.

"Well met traveller. What brings you this morning to Galrath's Roost?"

AppearanceClad against the autumn chill, much of Drace's face is obscured by a knitted hat of russet wool and a thick scarf wrapped about her neck. Her fur mantled cloak is slung partially over one shoulder, the better to keep the arm holding the lead of her donkey free. A quiver of arrows hangs off her belt, half the fletching dyed a dark red.

Sorithar

Sorithar

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Arli's warning has Drace immediately on edge. Had they escaped the hive that threatened to be their tomb only to run into an ambush? The fog that she had first hoped would let them slip away unnoticed from the Roost now potentially hid a half-dozen blades intent to do them ill.

Still, Drace opens with a greeting, hoping conflict can be avoided. By the grace of the Smiling Lady, this meeting would not end in conflict.

"Well met traveller. What brings you this morning to Galrath's Roost?"

DescriptionClad against the autumn chill, much of Drace's face is obscured by a knitted hat of russet wool and a thick scarf wrapped about her neck. Her fur mantled cloak is slung partially over one shoulder, the better to keep the arm holding the lead of her donkey free. A quiver of arrows hangs off her belt, half the fletching dyed a dark red.

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