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Post by DM Grizwald on Oct 27, 2022 0:39:38 GMT -5
*In the early hours of the morning, Padrin exits the Four Winds Trading Co.'s warehouse. He rubs his forehead and signs finally.*
"That certainly could have gone better..." He mutters to himself. "It was worth a try."
*As he makes his way back within the city's walls, he stops near the old monument and gazes up at the ever burning flame at the top*
"What do I do now hm? The great sage managed to pick four and I can hardly find just one." *he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath*
"Hardly a fair comparison you old bear. Let each role fill naturally as they should. No need to rush this."
*he turns back around and makes for the city gates again. Once on the outskirts, he crouches down and leaps high into the air. With a tuck and a spin, his body shifts. Feathers sprout out from all sides, his face elongates and grows a sharp beak. His legs tuck in close and his feet curl into massive talons. The giant eagle he turns into surges high into the air with a few strong flap of his wings and launches itself Northward onto his next destination*
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Post by DM Betelgeuse on Nov 21, 2022 19:18:57 GMT -5
The fammiliar to some figure of Twiggy can be seen making his way through Valkur's Roar. He enters the Four Winds Trading Post and later is seen departing and heading back for the caravan.
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