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Venom



Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6719
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,334
player
KatG6

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02-03-2022, 03:03 PM
Maybe there was some recognition? Venom didn’t recognize the woman before her, but maybe they had met before today. It didn’t matter with their matters at paw. The mottled woman paused and waited for Venom’s white gloved paws to bring her up beside her shorter form. She answered the question honestly. She had only been here once, but there were things to be found and gathered within. It was an easy decision to follow, maybe something like searching for treasures would help ease her weary mind.

Venom did indeed follow as Duchess walked forward. ”No, I haven’t.” That was one thing Venom had decided to do while she recovered and healed herself. She hadn’t traveled much, and if she was going to give ashen and herself a fresh start she needed perspective. She needed to see and know more of the world. ”When you rule over an Empire there isn’t often time to be elsewhere.” It was a valid if not weak excuse.
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