The Necromancer watched the tall elf stride confidently into the palace, and it was all she could do not to leap and smack his face. Why should he have everything and she have nothing? He have fine clothes, confidence, and be beautiful, while she...
Fine. She could be confident too. She leapt up and deliberatly stomped into the palace, uninvited and out to make trouble.
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Amin i waith dangeren i firn i guinar. Amin ith a riel guldur.
You keep talking but all I ever hear is blah blah blah.
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