Snippet #953508

Yorina walked through the forest peacefully, just as she has done everyday for the past two thousand years. Oh, she was far older than that, she barely remembered the races being friendly towards each other. But, she sighed, and walked towards a river that ran through, and she stopped at it. Taking a quick drink and resting for a bit, the sun came through and hit Rina's fair skin.

"Ahhh, so nice...." Rina sighed, and almost fell asleep, which was not good. She was old, and although it didn't show through looks, it showed through her behavior. "I'm just hoping that the Half-Breed men aren't into 'older women'."

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Hellion Tavern

Entering the Tavern, Rina simply sat in a dark corner, because she would definitely be recognized not just as an elf, but as one of the oldest elves still alive. "Of course, because I just have to be alive still."