*standing over a fresh kill*

Kalidar stood up from the fresh kill of the deer, licking his lips of blood. He placed his halberd into the ground so he could get a better view of the glade.

He chuckled as he watched the elves move about their day, with hardly a care in the world. Quickly brushing his grey hair out of the way of his eyes, he felt something pierce his mind...dark, evil, not of the place.

A smile crossed his lips. Like a moth drawn to a flame, he turned away and dashed off into the woods. He could feel the darkness grow more powerful as he moved farther away from this place. Maybe his quest was at an end...or, it just began...

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> Kalidar stood up from the fresh kill of the deer, licking his lips of blood. He placed his halberd into the ground so he could get a better view of the glade. > He chuckled as he watched the elves move about their day, with hardly a care in the world. Quickly brushing his grey hair out of the way of his eyes, he felt something pierce his mind...dark, evil, not of the place. > A smile crossed his lips. Like a moth drawn to a flame, he turned away and dashed off into the woods. He could feel the darkness grow more powerful as he moved farther away from this place. Maybe his quest was at an end...or, it just began...
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