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Adi woke with a start, the embers of the fire still smouldered in the make shift pit with enough light to make out the shapes of Achilles and Raziel’s sleeping silhouettes. Blinking and rubbing her face on her leg, she noticed a faintly glowing figure in the moonlight. As it turned and walked away, Adi watched as it started to vanish into the woods, she waited a few moments more looking at the sleeping masses nervously. It was clear that they were obviously unaware,  she moved as quietly as possible as she got on her hooves, stepping softly as she followed the light into the forest. It was dark with faint beams of moonlight. The light

Starring Adi, Achilles, and Raziel He didn't say much. A few directions here and there, but no real conversation. Raziel was content with silence. The scarred stag set an almost blistering pace that consisted of running and leaping to gain more distance. He was obviously in a rush. Raziel didn't seek her out. He was paid to find her. So obviously he wanted to complete the objective and be done with it. Adi sighed, hopefully the city was nice. "Slow down. We have company." Raziel slowed to a trot, a walk, then stopped. Adi slammed on the breaks, looking at her traveling companion confused before following his gaze to a large flaming red sta

Starring Adi and Raziel Raziel watched the little doe as she investigated him, obviously she had never seen another fawnling. Truth be told they were few and far between in these parts so it was no wonder why she found him so interesting. He'd always taken the company of other fawnlings for granted, but to go without knowing the old ways was pretty much impossible to imagine. Even if he payed them no mind. Her coat was pretty unique, earthy browns and copper shades with large fawn spots on her little flanks. Even compared to his they were larger. He'd never seen a green eyed fawnling up close before, like little flawless emeralds. Raziel ha

She had seen many places on her travels, some small, some large, but the Glade she called home was borderline boring. Nothing really happened there, the most exciting event she remembered was when some old dwarf drank himself into a stupor and ended up having his head stuck in an old pot. And that was almost two years ago. Adi sighed as she lay in her den, decorated with all sorts of odds and ends, bits and pieces. She took great pride in her home, and rightfully so. While most were content with living the simple life, Adi craved adventure. And she had many adventures, she traveled frequently and she liked it that way. The villagers here too