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Far, far away, in a land so strange to this century's norm, a group of heroes was traveling through the lands of the Elven kingdom.
The heroes were each unique and driven by different ambitions but their road was the same. They had to find the Elven King's old general to save royalty and slay the mighty dragon.
Traveling all night and day, without taking a single break, the heros were getting close to Bieri, the Elven kingdom's capital. On the horizon they already saw white tents promising refuge or danger.
Would they be welcome? Only time can tell.
And…
Okay, I can't do this.
I'm not a writer. I sort of wanted to set the mood but I'm just sounding like a pussy right now.
Basically, me and the guys are almost at the capital. Our group currently consists of me (duh), Walark, Aehorn as he is half-elf and Isabella who now goes by Pool.
When we had introduced Pool to the others, Aehorn was furious.
