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*The Pale wilder- looks more pale then normal as she sits in the colorful leaves with a club in front of her. Her eyes are dark with lack of sleep as she rubs her nose on her sleeve.*
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Prawl: a shy quite Wild elf often seen in the woods.
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A grizzled dark elf trudges along, humming to himself quietly; he has a large greatsword perched on his shoulder and a weathered crossbow hangs loosely from it's leather strap, on his back.
He spots the small wild elf sitting in the leaves, and gives a curious look. He pauses, taking a squinting gaze towards her.
"Well, I be damn'd..." He says, a smile growing on his face. "Be tha who I be thinkin' eh be?"
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*Prawl looks to the darker man, with wide eyes and in shook as she jumps out in fear*
"NO! I will not go back!"
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Prawl: a shy quite Wild elf often seen in the woods.
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A heavily-armoured high elf quickly walks over from the tavern area, a curved sword of iron in his hand. "Okay, what's going on here?" He asks, "Prawl, who is this?"
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The dark elf looks at the wild elf with a shocked expression.
"Ehh?" He asks, tipping his sword off his shoulder and burying it into the ground, leaning on it. "Wha be ye meanin' lass? I am nae here ta take ye back. Simply remember tha face from a place I been b'fer. Been a time since I seen a familiar face..."
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Kyrem flexes his left hand, his knuckles popping audibly, "And you would be...?" The high-elf inquires.
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*Prawl stands shaking in her spot as she watched the dark elf, as she looks to Kyrem in fear*
"Dont let me take me back to the Brothel."
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The dark elf looks over lazily to the high elf, same quizzical expression.
"I be Ishtaar, ah the travelin' blades. Gah separated from me mates back ah the shore." He says to the high elf. He looks back to the wild elf, "Brothel... Ahh! Passerotta!" He says, with a dawning expression of realization on his face.
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-Wizwik is walking by and notices the new Dark elf and walks over- "Top of the Afternoon to ye there lad, haven't seen ye around before~" he says with a smile, his hand extends up due to the hight difference "My name be Wizwik~"
Wizwik Leonard Voltsmith, A 3' tall green haired gnome dressed like a tinker'er wearing a top hat, wielding a body spear, and lots of devices strapped to his body, with a small Ruby necklace with a 7 toothed gear carved into it.
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Ishtaar looks around and down to the Gnome, he gives a friendly smile.
"Ah, well there be somethin' I nae been seein' ah some time!" He says, and kneels down and meets Wizwik's hand, for a gentle shake. "I be Ishtaar, much pleasure ta be meetin' yeh, Wizwik."