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05-25-2006, 12:08 AM
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Elf Lord
Join Date: Dec 2005
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Nessa felt horribly guilty and extremely annoyed. Horribly guilty because she'd abandoned her new-found friends. Extremely annoyed because yet again her feet had made a decision without her.
She huddled down a short distance away from Bayhas and his men. It seemed the safest place and as long as they didn't notice her, all would be well. However, her luck seemed to be in short supply as of late.
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