TAKE THE RULE AND GO HIGHER -- january meeting

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MARGAET ELLEFSEN

FEMALE — FROSTBLOWN — MEMBER OF THE AMARANYTHNE SABER CORPS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]the pad of paws outside the building announced the swordmaster's arrival, valkyrie pushing her way in, following silently behind trend, her wings pinned to her back as she gave a shudder. "bloody realms it's freezing out today, there's rain coming in from the Altar.", spoke the direwolf with a grumble. "ay. the amount of lazing about ... i'd hate to see what would happen should we be invaded by an outside force.", she spoke with a grunt, pawing at her muzzle to itch at her most recent wound. flicking her tail and giving a ruffle of her wings, would she sniff trend with mild curiosity, "was there anything to note while on patrol? i covered the other half of the territory but i found nothing, not a hair or scent trail. all of the prey know to stay indoors, what with this blizzard coming in hot. a few days without food wouldn't hurt the fat-asses."

sitting down with a deft sneeze, she raised a paw to rub at her smarting nose, looking up to baalal at the front of the hut on their furs. "why are we meeting in the day, baalal?", she would ask quietly.

#psychosocial.