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Beyond Chaos - A DiceRPG - 512. The Village
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... last time he had been invited to it. A silver fox of an Iyrman waited for him while he sipped tea. As Jurot approached, he pushed forward a tray of snacks. He jaw was chiselled, as though Iromin had carved it out of marble. Greyish hair fell down to his shoulders. At a side was a flail, though none could think it was impractical, for the tag which hung loosely across his chest glinted the blueish silver of mithril.
“Elder Lykan,” Jurot greeted.
“Jurot,” the Elder replied, reachin ...
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