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The Curse Essay

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Joan Hawke scratched her white shoulder sized hair. She was thoughtful while moving towards the brown and dirty streets of Lowtown. And wearing a heavy shining metal armor. The chainmail as a long shirt covering any weak spot and an enchanted red scarf.
Together with a detailed greatsword with the hilt having a skull of a dragon ornament.
The happening of earlier that day started to burn the top of her mind. A stroll was all she needed before the inevitable. Going to the tavern where she would be like always.
"I hope to hear a good explanation for that deception since I will get mad if I do not get a proper apology," Those thoughts making the ferelden warrior shook mentally from the mind the pain of blades trespassing a dream version of …show more content…

And was to master Thetras I believe, on your last visit."
"Oh sure, the one his bastard brother has sold to you."
The woman chuckles while looking at her. With red spots growing on the cheeks. What is not an uncommon thing to happen to the warrior, after all, she is like a magnet to women and men.
Raising the bottle over her head with the sun passing through the glass while she fixes her gaze on the details. The saleswoman amazed at the high woman just in front of her.
Along with her pure white hair and crystal blue eyes, she's an exotic person. Nevertheless a Shining knight she thought while staring at her holding the small transparent bottle.
Isabela once has told her about a ship description. The almost oblong format, and the number of sails and the format of the main deck.
"Why I keep thinking of giving her these things boggle my mind, we have nothing but friendship, and after all, she is not exactly my type either." She thought on the curves, and the taste of her mouth took the front of her mind. A stolen kiss for helping the Rivaini woman with the another failed attempt at finding the relic of hers.
"Alright then, maybe only her way of life doesn't make me so comfortable, but she's gorgeous, I'll give her that." Shaking again in her mind removing the thoughts and sounds she usually hears near her room sometimes at night in the tavern. She enveloped the little bottle in her usual leather bag used to carry items she could find

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