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 Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 1:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 23, 2013 1:39 pm
Alc had been on a journey, a long one. He hadn't seen any of his family members in such a long time and they could be all dead for what he knew. Lord he hoped that wasn't true. Could you imagine such a thing? Alc let out a tisk and shook his head at the horrid thought. Pausing he looked downward at his golden arrow, it had been a gift from his mother as well as the flower in his mane. Yes he knew it wasn't masculine but to each their own and who cared what ignorant gobshites thought anyways. The cloth had been from his father and often Alc found it a useful tool especially when it rained. Just thinking about his family made a frown come up on his handsome face. At one time he had been very much a homebody, but then word had gotten out of an opportunity of training and Alc wanted to become a warrior or a weapons master in the least.
A sound above distracted him into looking upward, "Och grand, get lost in me thoughts and now where the 'ell am I. "
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