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D'Aleen strides out of the inn after retreiving her things. Smiling slightly at the feel of the sun's rays on her face she approaches the large stallion.
"Be gone to the sky where you belong my feathered friends...this is my mount!"
The elf then gracefully pulls herself up onto the back of the beast, leaning across his neck to whisper in his ear.
"Fear not about our direction Thantos, all will be well. The guides have instructed my friend here and the others will all follow."
Shading her eyes, she looks up to the sky to see Darghon making slow lazy circles over the group...waiting for them to ready themselves. It's good to have eyes in the sky, she thinks to herself.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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