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[color=BACCE0][b][color=5BA6F7]Time:[/color][/b] Evening
[b][color=5BA6F7]Location:[/color][/b] Nearby Riverport
[b][color=5BA6F7]Interactions:[/color][/b]  [@JJ Doe] Jun  
[b][color=5BA6F7]Equipment: [/color][/b] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ca/f1/b6/caf1b6c9399e195016d472d6de4c2b41.jpg]Bow and quiver of arrows[/url], Hygiene supplies, spray bottle, [url=https://www.dndadventure.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/short-sword-700x675.jpg]short sword[/url], [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/60/7c/6c/607c6c019e31d39ec871b73c86d004bf.jpg]backpack[/url], a few pieces of jerky, 1000 amas, transmission bracelet, Portable Solar Box, location sender, three memory glasses
[b][color=5BA6F7]Attire: [/color][/b] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/236x/70/55/75/70557505e2317767ad566c66d5ceca8d.jpg]His outfit[/url][/color]
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[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/o4yoa5q.png[/img][/center].

The crickets began to chirp as the sun had set. A black-haired elf treaded softly through the woods, each step accompanied by the rustling of branches beneath his feet. It had been hours and he had yet to find the human. He slowed to a pause as a heavy ache settled in his chest, and the familiar weight of sorrow draped over him like a shroud.

He had to find Jun and he would no matter what. But even then... What did he say to him to make him want to stay at this point? It had only been a week ago that a female elf had thrown her drink in his face and informed him he had been the least charismatic man she had ever met after Malachi had frustrated her with his cold words. That hadn't surprised him in the least. He hadn't had the energy to put much effort into others and was used to reactions as such.

What had surprised him had been the comment of someone nearby. 

[i][color=7ea7d8]"He wasn't always like this."[/color][/i]

Upon a glance, he recognized the speaker as someone he had once known back when all had been different.

[color=5BA6F7][i]He was right... I was different... Maybe the man I had been would have been the one who could comfort Jun and convince him that he'd be safe with me. If only I could just be him again. [/i][/color]

Halting in his tracks, Malachi's hand instinctively delved into his pocket. Within the hidden recesses of his bag were memory glasses, he retrieved one small memory glass. As he gazed at the image captured within, his countenance softened. A silent reverie enveloped him, fingers delicately tracing the contours of a past that seemed distant. [color=5BA6F7][i] Back then, I was different. I truly believed I could protect them. Now I know I cannot truly protect anyone, no matter how much I want to... But this time I must. The dark elves will pay for what they have done. [/i][/color] 

Suddenly, a flicker of movement caught his eye. A distant figure, barely discernible in the night stirred hope within him. Without a second thought, Malachi's heart quickened, and he ran towards the figure, his emotions propelling him forward.
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