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Interlude: Victoria

Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2016 9:51 am
by Wraithwriter
At the base of a tree lay a pile of clothes. Pinned to the tree is a note written in a delicate hand. It reads:

These clothes belong to Victoria of Ravine. I will return shortly to retrieve them.
(P.S. To whom ever took my lingerie, I dare you to do it again.)

In the air hanging from a snare was a halfling cursing his ill luck.