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[center][h1][color=f6989d] Irime Greenleaf [/color][/h1][/center]

Irime nodded and looked out across the lake. [color=f6989d]"Okay. I understand what you mean. I am glad you are as angry about it as I am."[/color] Somehow she was a little disappointed and she wasn't sure how that came about or even why. She looked elsewhere and wondered if she had been the only one to feel anything the other evening before all hell broke loose. Maybe she had imagined it. She wasn't usually easily lured into feeling things that weren't there.

Standing up she grabbed a rock and skipped it across the water besting his last stone's 5 skips. Irime's horse whinnied loudly alerting her that something was in the woods with them. She turned a little too quickly and lost her footing, which in itself is unusual for an elf. Irime slipped and fell towards the water with so much speed that it was almost quick as lightning. Her disappearance under the water was only temporary.

She came up spitting a mouthful of water out and looked at her horse who was busy stamping the life out of a snake at it's feet. Irime looked at Kreneas and her expression quickly became humorous. He looked like he was trying not to laugh. She climbed out of the water and started wringing her long braids of their waterlogged state. Other than her wet hair there was little difference in her appearance. Her clothes were dripping and her boots squished as she walked. [color=f6989d]"Damned horse."[/color] She muttered. 

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