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Twigs snapped under her boots as she moved through the woods. It was odd, hearing her own footfalls on a surface that wasn’t marble; that was how rare it was that she left Anor Londo and her covenant leader. There was a purpose to her wandering, though. She had heard of a treasure around here, and she wanted it.
Although… this really wasn’t her natural habitat, and whilst the darkness and cover of the trees was convenient, she was thankful to come across a small clearing, lit by those odd little glowing flowers; until she realised someone had got here first, and her hand tightened on her bow. A Caterina knight, out here?
“Evening, friend. No hotels around here, are there? Mm? Restaurants, maybe? I’d settle for someone who knows how to peel moss.”
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