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Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
09-06-2021, 07:01 PM

Álarr noted the wind picking up and picked up his pace as well. He half considered going back but that would mean crossing the northern branch of the Rio Grande and he didn't care to try swimming across a river with a storm approaching. He rolled his eyes to the sky as Jynn mentioned that she'd seen ghosts but he held his tongue and let the comment pass. He looked over at Jynn where she was pointing to some old boards. "Ok, yea, I think that should work. Help me get it to the water." A fork of lightning blasted through the sky, followed swiftly by another boom of thunder. Álarr took the sand covered ropes in his mouth and pulled it to the edge of the river.