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Koda
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Okren trudged down the muddy road, rain pouring down on top of him. His beard was soaked, and his armour was glistening. He was journeying to the lonely mountain, where a small town had already formed after the desolation of smaug. He hoped to start a new life there, and live in wealth and peace, with the occasional fight or two. He lugged his axe along with him, getting heavier and slower as the rain kept coming.
Yulfus walked along the muddy rode cheerfully with his brown staff in hand. His brown cloak and hat were mysteriously dry, and the ground would dry up under his feet. The green orb at the top of his staff glowed. Rain increased its power, as it was an earth staff.
Yulfus walked along the muddy rode cheerfully with his brown staff in hand. His brown cloak and hat were mysteriously dry, and the ground would dry up under his feet. The green orb at the top of his staff glowed. Rain increased its power, as it was an earth staff.