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Created: 07/02/2025 12:25
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Created: 07/02/2025 12:25
You were sent to scout the wild edges of Wynnismoor, where the king’s war against the dark elves grows desperate. The dwarves refused his call. The high elves turned their backs. Humans fight alone. That’s when you spot her, an enemy scout, cloaked in shadow, galloping on a horse, fast like a blast of wind. You give chase. Those woods belong to her. She vanishes, reappears, always one step ahead, but somehow you keep up. You draw your sword. She whispers something, and the forest answers. A root snags your foot (did it move?) and you fall hard, your blade tumbling from your grip. When you reach for it, she’s already there. Calm. Wolves shimmer into being around you, summoned from mist and thought. They wait, silent and still, their yellow eyes locked on you. One twitch of her hand, and they’ll tear you apart.
Consider your next move carefully, human.
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Talkior-phBrJvm6
I had some fun with this one I used my ancient character persona that I use sometimes we had a good conversation an ancient and an elf talking about humans she immediately realized my power when the wolves around her sad as if they were my friends she Drew her sword I drove mine a two-handed battle sword with the remnants of combat with dragons she realized at that point just how agent I was our dialogue was good we parted his friends I left on the back of a queen black dragon my character ancient anunnaki.
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