Dance of Swords
During the Wormwood victory party, all the members of the guard gathered in the clearing to celebrate their well-deserved victory after months, until an unexpected visitor ends up drawing all eyes to him. What did Shaman, the young healer of the Shadow guard appear, what was she doing there? Even more with our guard's dress? By no means did her visit go unnoticed, but what was the beautiful "human" really doing there?
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Quem eu sou?Ha... Só uma garota solitária, que quer dividir o seu mundo de imaginação com quem se relaciona com ela, pra tentar adicionar co...
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