together we fall ; joiner

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The smoky quartz wyvern was patrolling as he grumbled about how he should be stretching his wings for a flight. His wings pinned to his back as he prowled around the forested border before he paused, 'New scent?' Nord carefully crept forward, following the scent until he came across a small little fox. His eyes were slits as he gently crouched down, and rumbled, "Hello, what brings you to the Isles?"

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