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— Abandoned Settlement —[/center]

The light crossbow kick against her shoulder, a drop of darkness clinging to it leaving a trail in the air. An entirely useless gesture as things seemed well in hand. Had the fight continued the shadow would have spread to cover the giant birds head.

Szeren walked to the downed bird and retrieved the bolt, wiping it on the dead birds feathers and replacing it in her quiver.
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Szeren had taken the last watch, sitting unseen in the last of the morning shade as the other cadets rose to greet the day. The early morning had been her favorite time in her old town, with the only people alert to notice a daring thief being the fisherman headed out to sea.

She had been near the lead group, moving nearly unseen through the trees unless one knew what to look for. on the crest of the hill she stepped back into view, the crossbow held ready.

"I can move ahead unseen, if needed. A careful scouting should lower any risk."