stalking the streets

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Mechtofd

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Mar moves through the streets looking for information on his arrow it burned him to have failed again. He had no word of ilsa the woman he'd promised to protect the arrow had so far provided only dead ends and now was missing. These added to his recent promotion left him feeling troubled was the position of corporal cursed? Would further mis fortune befall him now that he was more visible than ever? Mar sighs softly and leans against a wall to rest for a moment and listen too the sounds of the darkened streets.
 
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