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 Fleeing straight into the dark shadows of the Golduin Forest proved to be a bad move almost as soon as Garon had stepped foot into the woods. He had wasted no time in packing anything, not even a knife or a cloak, and the sun was quickly failing. He barely remembered his last taste of food from the day before; he felt weak and close to collapse. The forest was parched and brittle, without a stream to be seen, and his mouth had long since gone dry. His sudden freedom tasted far more bitter than he ever imagined. Not even a week had passed since his last attempt at escape from Makwyr's house. Garon still had the bruises from the beating that

What is your character's name? Does the character have a nickname? -Caellas Eirlanael. Some people call me selik, but I'm not even of age yet, so they shouldn't call me that. What is your character's hair color? Eye color? -Blonde, and my eyes are blue. What kind of distinguishing facial features does your character have? -There's nothing out of the ordinary about my face. Does your character have a birthmark? Where is it? What about scars? How did he get them? -I have no birthmarks or scars. Who are your character's friends and family? Who does she surround herself with? Who are the people your character is closest to? Who does he wi

What is your character's name? Does the character have a nickname? -Anradel Corasoth. Tahlir Anradel. But Caellas can call me Del. What is your character's hair color? Eye color? -Blonde, gold What kind of distinguishing facial features does your character have? -These tattoos under my eye. Three black crescents. They mark me as an exile. Does your character have a birthmark? Where is it? What about scars? How did he get them? -None. I don't scar because I'm a light elf. We are eternally beautiful. Who are your character's friends and family? Who does she surround herself with? Who are the people your character is closest to? Who does

After the necessary accouterments had been purchased and the new horse outfitted for riding, Haeddry was posed with the challenge of actually mounting his horse. He hadn't realized just how tall the horse was until he was staring up at it and examining every possible method of getting on. "Have you got a problem?" Nyd asked, staring down at Haeddry from his saddle. There was the hint of his self-satisfied smirk in his eyes that made Haeddry hate him. Haeddry wasn't short by most standards. Of course, someone form Rainor might argue that he was in fact quite petite, but for the rest of the world he was on the tall side of average. His chall

Haeddry adjusted the straps of his pack and walked through the common room, past ragged-looking men in the throes of inebriation. Haeddry didn't meet anyone's gaze and started whenever someone moved even slightly. "Looking for me, maybe?" a woman not yet forty asked, coming from the kitchen with a loaf of hot bread and a plate of cooked meat of some sort. It was small and could only either be rabbit or fowl. She deposited the meal in front of a grizzled old man, who dug in without hesitation. "Are you the proprietor?" Haeddry asked, expecting to be corrected. "Aye, that'd be me. Reyabella. Just in from the road, are ya?" the woman asked