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Post by DM Grizwald on Mar 11, 2007 15:52:16 GMT -5
*A dark, cloaked and hooded figure sits back against the tree by the campfire in isinhold. He reaches into a pouch on his belt and pull out a bundle of cloth, unwraps it and pops a berry into his mouth. The figure then tilts his head back, resting it on the coarse barck of the tree and ponders on the events he had just witnessed.
A black panther, he thinks to himself. A panther asking for help against orcs, Its simple and people are doing it. Well its a start.
The figure then takes a quick glance around and climbs up into the tree. There, sitting upon a high branch, listens in on the conversations going on in isinhold and admiring the clear night sky.*
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