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Is anybody still around?
I'm still around, but don't have much time.
Happy new year, and sorry for my absence!
Aelin
Aelin played a few notes before having a dramatic break.
"Do we actually know what we are doing? Perhaps it would be better to just leave?"
You can puppet Aelin, I won't be able to post for some time
Sorry, but it might indeed die. I can barely handle the amount of school work I have at the moment, so I don't know if I'll keep posting on the site..
siggurd can we habe an dungeon now plzzz?????
Rel Finarro
"An ex-Jedi, you say? Interesting. That could bring us trouble, though.."
Having said that, Rel left the droid a few credits and walked outside. He changed his face to that of a human's, as that had proven to be an effective way of hiding one's identity. His large reptilian eyes shrunk and turned from yellow to green, and his skin turned white and soft. This was his favourite disguise, and it shared some traits with his old master.
The sky above was beautifully orange and so was the land as far as eye could see. Agronea's streets were (still) quite empty, and only a few lazily moving cargo ships could be seen in the distance.
"Well, we still have some time unti- Woaah.."
Two humanoids appeared from one of the houses on the other side. Closer inspection would reveal that they were both wearing white armor, carrying rifles and had orange shoulder pads. And not just that, judging from the way they moved from one building to another, they were looking for something. Or someone.
Great, stormtroopers.. I wonder if our client has something to do with this?"
Aelin
It seemed like the human from south was eagerly preparing to fight.. What, notes? Aelin angrily gestured her to put down the sword and kept walking, before suddenly stopping by a bunch of ancient looking trees and mossy rocks.
"We are at the source of my melody - Can you not hear it?"
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