Kalia walked along the road, meaning to get away from her old life and start a new one. Along the way, she saw a tavern, and since it was late, she decided to ask for a room. She pulled her black hood over her face so as not to be seen and walked inside. Looking around, she saw that the bartender was busy serving a halfling and another elf, such as her. She looked away, seeing that one of them had looked her way. She made her way to the bar and ordered a pint once the bartender came back. She made her way to a table in the corner of the room and sat, so as not to be noticed. She pulled out a tattered old book from her pocket and began reading.
[ August 11, 2002: Message edited by: suicidal elf chick ]
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"Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release. How many times have I felt diseased? Nothing in my life is free, is free.... Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it's my life I can taste." - Korn 'Freak on a Leash'
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