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Featuring Sc áth
Summer, Year 766 of the New Age
Glenmore, The Glenwood
You never knew what you could fine in the Glenwood.
Scáth curiously inspected the necklace, watching the uncut quartz glisten in the light above. The gentle thrum of magic had caught her attention immediately. A charm. Who the hell just left a charm laying around? She glanced around, making sure she was alone before she tucked the necklace into her tail hair and hurried away. Whatever, it was her charm now.
Uh oh
Scáth took Lord Rhodri' s necklaaaaaaaaaaace
BrokenFawnHill here you are my dude SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG