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#Elf #Paladin #Drow #Twilight
Penned by #Lighthearted
Mun is 41
"A lady should be able to read and write poetry as well as slay goblins. Refusal to take up a blade will not spare you its bite."
"I never considered my kind lives underground but not so deep or dark as the drow."
He bowed his head to her with a flourish, and his name made a few people mutter, some others hushed. "And I apologize if my presence brings you any misfortune. I assure you it is not by my design."
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"I do not know your goddess but my Pure one draws no ilk with you or your goddess that is all I can ask for."
She flashed her holy symbol which tucked away was different then the dove over the white rose.
"I never considered my kind lives underground but not so deep or dark as the drow."
"I do not know your goddess but my Pure one draws no ilk with you or your goddess that is all I can ask for."
She flashed her holy symbol which tucked away was different then the dove over the white rose.
"I do not know your goddess but my Pure one draws no ilk with you or your goddess that is all I can ask for."
She flashed her holy symbol which tucked away was different then the dove over the white rose.
"Would be a waste of good wine." She grinned.
"Seems we are both strangers and yet you sound different not the same the Dro-h as ones I have known. Is this place neutral ground? Like a traders outpost..."
Since he didn't lie, there was no pull against the magic of the spell.
"Of course not. Even if I had the inclination, I am no poisoner "
"Would be a waste of good wine." She grinned.
"Seems we are both strangers and yet you sound different not the same the Dro-h as ones I have known. Is this place neutral ground? Like a traders outpost..."
And she towered over him.
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She listened for a moment. She wore a strange emblem
She listened for a moment. She wore a strange emblem
Mottled green hood up in a tavern, sipping dried nettle tea in the back of a dark tavern somewhere. Even the greatest hunter needs a moment of calm. Drizzt Do'Urden and the Exile of Menzoberanzan quietly snacked on bread and cheese while his scanned every person.
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She listened for a moment. She wore a strange emblem
"We can not return home until we are 𝘬𝘺𝘳𝘦 no longer marked as 𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭"
"We can not return home until we are 𝘬𝘺𝘳𝘦 no longer marked as 𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭"
"A lady should be able to read and write poetry as well as slay goblins. Refusal to take up a blade will not spare you its bite."
"A lady should be able to read and write poetry as well as slay goblins. Refusal to take up a blade will not spare you its bite."