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Inktober Day 2

She streatched out her arms and rose early. She slipped out while the men still slept. The young pally and his squire had been good to her. He had even asked to court her. Poor thing knew not what he was getting him self into. To most she looked just like a retired priestess who now was a master seemstress and enchantress.

She headed towards the port town she did her normal shopping in. She stayed away from silvermoon. Though she had gained a reputation in the surrounding country side and in the port town almost as a ghost woman. The rich older elf that seemed to just help anyone in need. As was a part of her plan. This area was hurting for resources as well as money. She provided both while never giving a name other then Katera. No one knew that name other then Twitch and from what she understood he was lost some where taken again….. Damn that man. She needed that shard that was in his gun….. Where ever that was.

She bought the morning meal and things for the day and headed back out. She floated through the trees singing a soft song on the wind. It would be carried far out towards the ocean on the breaking morning wind. Her long white hair floated behind her blowing in the wind.

As she slipped back in to the house, she started coffee on the fire and cleanned off. She then headed back upstairs and made herself ready for the day….. Then again she slipped back into the little pallys room…… A little test of his morals might be called for.