His pale hands contrasted against the dark grey cloak he held closed around his neck while padded boots masked the sound of his swift strides on the cobblestone alleyways. The blonde wanderer made his way silently through the night. Seda stopped outside of a candlelit brothel, peering in and quickly spying his target. Piercing turquoise eyes peered down a silver and mother of pearl to his target. By order of the Princess. He whispered before pulling the trigger and wandering away, remaining the anonymous Wanderer of Fate. |
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Ukt treiw rahi contrasted qua'laen l'olath mith piwafwi uk mih veirus bauth ukt plica rena padded zha'trassen orbdrinus l'ul'trin d'ukt sarnor strides pholor l'cobblestone alleyways. L'blonde noamuth morfel ukt i'dol silently areion l'isto. Seda stopped do'suul d'natha candlelit brothel, peering wun lu'queelas vel'xunil ukt marquathrow. Piercing turquoise solen peered harl natha t'
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