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bidocks
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 Posted: Wed, Jul 11 2012, 17:32 PM |
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Joined: 25 Jul 2011
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A female form, fairly short in stature by human standards walks through the gates to Cordor from the North. Upon entering, she pulls down the green hood of her cloak, revealing her pointed ears, fine features, and bright green eyes. With a sweet smile, and a deep breath, she whispers to herself, "Back in Cordor..... again." With a spring in her step and speaking of those steps, they are light, as if her feet barely touch the ground. At her side is a rapier with a frosty haze on the blade. Over her shoulder is a Fine Elven Longbow that seems to have the utmost care taken of it, her hands barely leave it, even while she walks. With a smile for all she sees, the Elven woman makes her way to the Merchant Hall, a bag at her side jingles with metallic sounds.
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