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	Fauve first had an Incline to steal herself one of them shiny gems, but the circumstances didn’t rightly boast a convincing measure of safety. Being honest with herself, stealing one would have been one of her dumbest moves in life. It wasn’t so much that Corc or Gabe or the others might be witnesses, she couldn’t have cared less if they saw her do it, although the unknown magic they were wielding was a definite put off. [b][i]Beautiful shining gems exposed for any passer-by to the catacombs to see….[/i][/b] What’s wrong with this picture? Or should the question be; What’s [i]not[/i] wrong with this picture? 

Fair enough, there was very little right about any of the events taking place in Akripola lately, but gems set up in this fashion literally spelled the words [b][color=ed1c24]SECURITY SYSTEM[/color][/b]. Someone out there, and most likely that creepy presence watching them, didn’t want folks entering them there Catacombs, and hell only knows what these gems were capable of if anyone went ahead and tried to breach the threshold. 

“Corc – Stop!” Fauve had her hand reaching out, grabbing the orc by his trouser pants as she spouted off these words, but she was just that split second too late to stop him - The mighty, sexy orc slammed his giant proverbial penis against the stone door. 

As the sound of his weapon clashing with the door blasted out through the forest, Fauve gasped and prepared to dive for cover. 

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