Of Loss & Iron
Clouds Forest North The lot searching wildly for her, caught up to a sobbing Kodlaa muttering curses against a tree. Siin rushed her and cradled the woman. Kodlaa waled into his arms a string of no's and plea's. He looked back to the men and foxen women expectantly. They nodded their way on. ... Halycind couldn't see out of one eye but she stood, aching and fatefully sure she was dying. But she stood and held her blade with a death's grip. “I know what you are.” She called to it as it stalked her in the mists. “And though they say you can't die, I will surely take your life with me.” “Oh, but sweet one...no one's ever killed a Ghostgale!” It snarled bringing its low stalking voice close. “Not even of your order.” It rushed an open maw to her to crunch down on the girl but Halycind
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