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Post by Vyckour on Nov 2, 2013 12:46:14 GMT -6
A lone figure can be seen walking in the far distance near the elf encampment. "Hello elves..." the figure whispers while walking by the forest. He approaches the outskirts of wildgard with heavy bags filled with provisions for days at a time and a wethered look to him. His clothes are worn and dirty his face still bruised from battles long fought, the sword on his back a new longsword and wearing armour he did not leave with.
He shuffles past the dark temple entering the perimeter of wildgard and within sight he spots a familiar sight, The basilica in the distance still standing strong. He gave a faint smile and started to shuffle towards the church...
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