[RPG] The Snowflake, An Orphan and His Fire.

[Chuong Huynh]

Thalathafn found the address awkward but did not reply straight away. He
approached Aeriel who was gazing into the flickering embers of the fading
fire. "Lady Aeriel, what brings you here by yourself at this early hour?
Perhaps you would like company or I could escort you back to your quarters?"
Thalathafn said distrupting Aeriels illusion. Thalathafn knelt down and
adjusted his sword in an attempt to sit beside the lady. But as he did, it
would appear his sheathed sword had been caught on something by the large
tree at their back. Thalathafn turned to see a young lady curled up by the
tree, now awaken by the ill placed prod of his sword.
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