OOC: A short post before I'm off to work!
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Angara licked her trod-on talons carefully. She hated to see them smudged.
A movement caught her eye.
It was Child, and she was cowering back fearfully from where she had been sitting. The wyrmlet's protective nature came to the fore, and she came swiftly and silently to the side of her friend.
'What troubles you, little one?', she whispered. Child pointed toward the dock.
The dragon flattened herself to the deck and eased her way to the edge, her small eyes peering over the raised decking under the rail.
She spotted him . . . a shadowy figure who appeared much too focused on The Lonely Star for it to be casual interest.
He stepped into the light, and turned as if to stroll away. A fleeting glimpse of his face confirmed her thought.
Another damnable elf! she thought to herself.
'He bears watching.', she whispered back to Child, who shook her head in agreement.
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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