Kalia's constantly changing eyes flashed out from under the lip of her hood, now gold, and now green. She looked around, noticing every little detail, like the halfling andthe elf were still talking, an elf with green and red hair, how unusual, and someone else surveying the room. She shrugged and went back to her book. About an hour later, she yawned and decided to go to her room to sleep. She walked over and was about to leave when she crashed into someone.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled. She looked up and saw...
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"Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release. How many times have I felt diseased? Nothing in my life is free, is free.... Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes it's my life I can taste." - Korn 'Freak on a Leash'
Who are you?
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