Ildri Lanik
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Ildri Lanik fidgeted, the fingers on her hands weaving in and out of each other in a motion almost soothing if she hadn't been so nervous. The pack on her back was digging into her shoulders but she was ignoring the pain. She was so close and her feet had carried her here. She was supposed to be meeting someone. Her mother had set up the arrangements, some old family friend or something. Ildri hadn't been paying attention to that part, only to the description so she'd be sure not to miss him.
Stepping over to a small fountain she gazed down in the water, her mouth fell open at the amount of dust on her face. She touched it and frowned. She looked like a farmer's daughter. Weren't first impressions important? Ildri lifted down her pack. Taking out a small bar of soap, the kind her brother made, she splashed water on her face before lathering it up with soap.
Wyllam Falkenrath
Stepping over to a small fountain she gazed down in the water, her mouth fell open at the amount of dust on her face. She touched it and frowned. She looked like a farmer's daughter. Weren't first impressions important? Ildri lifted down her pack. Taking out a small bar of soap, the kind her brother made, she splashed water on her face before lathering it up with soap.
Wyllam Falkenrath
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