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Post by Claik on Apr 12, 2009 13:08:49 GMT -5
As night time fell, the female elf rushed through the thick forest, sensing animals nearby. Her raven black hair waved around her, free of its usual bun, and got irritatingly into her face. Her green clothes were torn, but she didn't mind.
Claik had been raised in the forest, away from the lavishes and glamour of Ellesmera, raised by her elfin mother and her half elf, half human (rider) father. Her grandfather had left Alagaesia, leaving his elfin wife alone with a child. Nobody knew what had happened to him.
She stopped, looking around, and started to climb up a tree, her hands gripping every available hand hold. Her soft boots made it easier for her to eventually situate herself on a thick branch some ten feet off the forest floor.
Claik sat on the branch, listening to the animals of the Du Wieldenvarden. She sighed, and closed her eyes, listening.
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Post by shanika on Sept 26, 2013 13:31:22 GMT -5
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Post by shanika on Dec 4, 2013 10:07:39 GMT -5
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