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I want to roleplay a bit.
So, their brief journey was coming to an end. Erefir rested and bandaged her wounds with some herbs (and although she didn't know much about them, she still found something relatively useful for her recovery). Now she climbed a hill and looked into the distance: something was wrong with Ilinar. Very wrong...
-- We did the right thing by leaving. It's clear that we will be more useful elsewhere... It's a pity that our paths will diverge, -- the nozenrotka snuggled up to the wolf.
-- And what should we do with him? His master is dead, and Oren too... Is there anywhere he can go? Are there those who could take care of him? -- she asked Mahus and Reliria.
So, their brief journey was coming to an end. Erefir rested and bandaged her wounds with some herbs (and although she didn't know much about them, she still found something relatively useful for her recovery). Now she climbed a hill and looked into the distance: something was wrong with Ilinar. Very wrong...
-- We did the right thing by leaving. It's clear that we will be more useful elsewhere... It's a pity that our paths will diverge, -- the nozenrotka snuggled up to the wolf.
-- And what should we do with him? His master is dead, and Oren too... Is there anywhere he can go? Are there those who could take care of him? -- she asked Mahus and Reliria.