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 Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 2:06 pm
It had been only a few short weeks after the war when the cold weather began to settle into Tale, keeping much of the townspeople inside their homes trying to keep themselves warm, and much of Yera was quiet during the daytime. Honovi, having never experienced chilly weather, had thrown on every shawl, blanket, and scarf she owned and pounced outside in her usual fashion to fetch herself a basket of fruit from the market. Or, at least that's what she had let her grandfather think she was doing. Her real mission this morning was to seek out the man she'd seen fight in the war, a Brute called Yaholo, in hopes of being accepted as his student. She skirted through the trees and approached the base of the tree that she knew he was staying in and clamored up the ladder.
"Hello?" She called, tapping her hand against the door. "Anyone home?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2015 1:20 am
[Reserving a Yaho post here]
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