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Issue: 780 | 5th day of Hunting, Y19 |
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"Stealing the Stolen" by juggal3tt3j
"Well if you’re so great, you take on Balthazar then!” Farren08 shouted as he slammed the door in Stevens40’s face. After their argument, Farren didn’t want to be around anyone- he was a horrible werelupe that might snap at any moment after all. Stevens probably thought Farren had tainted blood because of his species and upon meeting the great Balthazar he would turn traitor on his own family. Plus, as their argument had actually been about, Stevens had better Battledome stats so of course he thought he would be better suited to free the bottled faeries than Farren.
Farren knew the Haunted Woods better than anyone, so he headed towards the wooded area near the Deserted Fairgrounds without paying much attention to the route he was taking. He always ended up in familiar territory, and if not he knew he could always count on the moon to guide him. As he walked, he let his thoughts wander as well. Even if he did run into Balthazar, Farren wasn’t sure what Stevens meant by turning. Did he think he’d run off to join Balthazar in the faerie hunting business? That was absurd…everyone knew Balthazar was one warped Lupe with a crazy obsession with the faeries because of his run in with dark faeries as a pup.
Really though, what would he do?
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 A Trip to Meri Acres Farm
After my last trip to the eerie Deserted Fairgrounds, I decided my next weekend trip needed to be a bit more comforting and in full daylight. This time I went off the beaten path in Meridell.
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