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Azoth sits straight up in the bed, breathing heavily as he looks around the dark clinic. His tattoos glisten somewhat lighter than usual in the moonlight, the soft Moonfire images cascading down both of his arms and some of his torso. His tone and solid body shakes slightly as he looks around the room, trying to figure out where he is.

 

His breathing slowly calms as he remembers the events of the day, slowly lowering his body back on the bed.

 

"Harpy..." he says, still confused of the strange word. He looks down at his thigh, the wound from the throwing knife wrapped and sewn by Aislinn. "Why do people think it's a good idea to shoot **** at a bird-woman when someone is clinging onto it?" he asks himself with a sigh.

 

Azoth looks around the room softly, looking for anyone in the dark and peaceful dark...

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((Nice to know you guys enjoyed it

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[ Indeed! It was probably the only heroic thing Azoth has ever done. xD ]

Nonsense. You helped me kill a father in front of his five year old daughter's eyes

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Nonsense. You helped me kill a father in front of his five year old daughter's eyes

 

[ That's not Heroic xD. Also, nice pic of Rose. Saw it in the Media Team chat. xD ]

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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