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Posted: Jul 11th, 2003 at 12:41 am
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Mantra gazed out beyond the tunnel that was the exit from the fair city of Halas. The damned Freezebloods had been preying on his people for centuries and they had struck again. This time they had ambushed a caravan and taken a small child captive, a little girl named Tahanna. Mantra, known for his keen scouting and tracking skills, was asked to seek her out and bring her back. A cold wind blew from the west. What would this wind bring?
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Chant/Mantra - Administrator
May the Spirits be between you and harm, in all the dark and empty places you must walk.
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