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di jun 12, 2018 8:34 pm

Seven preffered to be on a mission rather than hanging around in Forlindon. Despite the fact that there were no humans here, at least, not many of them, there was a hollow feeling whenever she roamed around for too long. She knew deep inside it had to do with the parents that were taken from her all those years ago. Had they died peacefully she would never have let such a thing get her down too much, but the fact that they were murdered still weighed her down. The young elf hadn't yet found the humans who were responsible for taking her parents lives, so just hanging around often felt like a waste of time to her. Doing her job as assassin while piecing together clues about the murder was way more satisfying, it gave her a sense of purpose.

The task for today was finding something to do, preferably some kind of hunt for a monster or human that was threatening the peace and thus needed to be either caught or eliminated. She knew the spots where she was likely to find other members of the Brotherhood. That was the best chance of getting a job fast.

(Eerste post Caramiriel)

JARONART

zo jun 17, 2018 10:03 pm

Most elves were working as fighters in Forlindon. Fighting bad creatures and people. Making sure that the people of Forlindon as well as innocents were safe from all that was accounted for as being bad or wrong. As Sage of Wisdom she had an important part to play, one in ehich she would give advise as well as understanding. For sometimes good and bad was not seen as black and white but more as shades of grey. Who decided if something was right or wrong. If one looked at the young elf, they would notice the frown upon her even face. Being deep in thought, was something that made her less perceptive of the sounds around her. She wasn't in danger around Forlindon, too much elves were nearby to stop any danger from moving in.

Caramiriel was caught unawares, until she noticed something out of the corner of her eyes. Another young elf was walking around, apparantly looking for anything to do. Probably being bored, it was a calm day like no other even though Caramiriel had always something to do. Her long redish hair flowed down her back, while the elf turned around and catched the eye of Seven. "Seven," She called out her voice calm and controlled. Hoping that the young elf wouldn't mind helping her out.

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