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Written By Lucie

Aug. 7, 2022, 8:31 a.m.(2/26/1018 AR)

It's not like me to be unsure of myself, even for a moment. But here I am, tracking fresh mud from the Oathlands all over this nice city, sleeping in a suite instead of under a blanket of stars, and setting off in the morning without my sword on my back. But I am adjusting rapidly to city life. Before long I will be just as comfortable wearing silks and furs as steel and leather once again. After all, today is for living!

Written By Lucie

Jan. 28, 2022, 10:53 p.m.(1/7/1017 AR)

Competitions are always a good time! Each bruise is always a lesson learned, anyway.

Even if they /are/ on your hindquarters and make sitting uncomfortable for a while.

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