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Forest Parixha
looked over her three draklings once more, making certain they were clean
and presentable. Though the mother drak was always optimistic, she was
also rather shy. Presenting her children in front of a waiting group of
humans, draks and knights made her a bit nervous.
It was her white-and-blue coloured wind daughter who finally got fed up
with the endless preening. Sure, she loved to look good, but you could not
add to perfection. So with a small and cute squeak, she launched herself
through the doors of the deep cavern that her father, Night Daiisdu, had
just opened as he wanted to see what the hold-up was about.
The little wind sped by, closely followed by her siblings, stormed out
toward the waiting aspirants. They had after all been briefed extensively
about the waiting aspirants by their mother. As had they been taught
language, manners and all other bits of useful (?) knowledge that they
would need as squires and future knights. All the teachings of their
mother had left the three curious about the outside world and raring to
take their first steps away from the sheltered deep cavern.
A soft sea-breeze blew into the half-open room beyond. Sand covered at
least part of the tiles and torches lit up the dusky room. Night was
approaching and the most beautiful shade of pink could be seen
outside.
The wind female stopped dead in her tracks and sighed: "Finally!"
She then proceeded to the
long-haired and flirty runic warrior Calc to make her acquaintance: "Hello,
My name is Berduha and I think we could have so much fun together! Also, I
don't like rules."
Line is typed with Dwarf
Runes 1 was found here
Titles are written in Duke and was found here
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