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The Last Huntress of The Dreadward Tribunal. A sweet, sea breeze at her back, Eruviel ascended the long stair leading up from the docks. Each step as light as the last, she did not go so fast as to put those she passed to shame, nor did she go so slow as to make people wonder if she was being patronizing. She wanted to fight and kill and protect because it was the right thing to do. No uncountable layers of lies and bribes at every turn. All she wanted to worry abou.
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November 9, 2016. 4E 201, 3rd of Heartfire. Is this even something I feel ready to tackle head on? Delphine recaptured my attention when she told me dragons were not just coming back, but that they were coming back to life. On top of that since she had the Dragonstone, yes, she was the woman with Farengar when I returned with the Dragonstone, she knew where all of the ancient burial mounds were and. November 7, 2016. November 7, 2016. 4E 201, 30 Last Seed. November 3, 2016. 4E 201, 26 Last Seed. He fou.PARSED CONTENT
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The retired corsair promptly kicked over a potted plant. He hated Laegir for his boasts, and above all he hated the new life he chose that prevented him from proving those boasts wrong. When I let go of what I am I become what I might be. When I let go of what I am I become what I might be.
That man has the fortune of the gods,. Whoever sits beside you, and close,. Who listens to you sweetly speaking. My heart flutters in my breast,. I say nothing, my tongue broken,. A delicate fire runs under my skin,. My eyes see nothing, my ears roar,. Cold sweat rushes down me,. I am greener than grass,.