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dipping into the shadows, if not
other magics. Yet, by the time the
young woman donned the red
and white of the Scarlet Crusade,
Dravinna was hiding her talents
in every way that she could in her
time in the fanatical organization,
but she was put to work prying
information from the lips of others.
The only feeling she knew while she
was within the ever-strict walls of
the monastery was fear. Only with
the help of a trusted friend did she
manage to slip away before she was
discovered and start a new life.
----“Excuse me,” a soft spoken
Draenei voice called out. He spoke
in the Common tongue, and, judging
by his accent was a local. She took
two steps to the left. A cart rolled
by her and her imp cursed at the
man in Eredun. A familiar, but
heavy, plated hand rested on her
shoulder. “What are you looking
at?” This Draenei’s voice was a
perfect mimicry of human common,
a master of languages. Her mouth
curved up, and she glanced at the
Paladin out of the corner of her eye.
“Do you remember Honor
Hold?” She murmured, pointing
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