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Unread 10th of November, 2009, 01:50
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A cloaked figure approaches the lot, which easily hid from view his infernal traits; he didn't have a choice really. Ever since he was imprisoned and liberated, the villagers of Brindol would never have accepted and approved of his presence in their small town. And his kin, Tieflings, weren't usually liked in these parts where humans and elves ruled.

The Wizard stands a few paces from the his comrades, staying close to Myriam as well. It was all thanks to her, she was the only reason he still lingered. He kept a watchful eye on the people within, sipping on his drink.

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