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"Kentelos.....Attrah! We need light now!!"
D'Aleen curses the darkness that even her elven eyes cannot penetrate. Catching a ghost of movement she trains her arrow on what she thinks is their newest threat, holding her bow steady despite the fierce pounding of her heart she waits for a glimmer of light so they can fight back.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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