[ in the short time she has resided in verens, lioriley has found that there is always something ridiculous happening in the streets. a festival, a woman selling strange love potions, people slamming face first into the ground at high speeds — wait, that's new.
the dark elf stops short a few feet away, a hand flying to her mouth as she shields a loud gasp of surprise. in an instant she's rushing to dhaveira's side, a hand set on his shoulder. ]
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the dark elf stops short a few feet away, a hand flying to her mouth as she shields a loud gasp of surprise. in an instant she's rushing to dhaveira's side, a hand set on his shoulder. ]
Goodness! Are you all right?