Arry and I will have a little series of posts that get us off toward the Meadhall. Our little family group will be there in a few days game-time...
Haesel and Fana have had time during the winter months to make unguents and salves and powders and will be bringing them in to trade for supplies at the Hall.
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Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost, her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night . . .
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