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11-13-2006, 12:00 PM
ooc: This is a story I posted a while back on the Rotten boards, and I thought I'd repost here. Since my hours are erratic, I hope this can introduce Majra to those I don't see often. I've left the original /ooc message because it's still applicable.
(/ooc: I've been hesitant to write Majra's story because I've never felt comfortable with my lore knowledge, but I'm taking the plunge. If you notice something amiss, please PM me.)
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It wasnââ¬â¢t that her parents were fighting that frightened the young girl; they were Orcs, after all, and a day hadnââ¬â¢t passed yet that her mother didnââ¬â¢t scream at her father, or that her father didnââ¬â¢t roar loud enough to rattle the small houseââ¬â¢s frame. What scared her was the fact that this was not a loud, boisterous argument, but whispered and intense. She crept from her bed in the tiny loft, and stretched along the floor until she could peer down at her parents, unseen.
ââ¬ÅYouââ¬â¢re not taking her with you.ââ¬
(/ooc: I've been hesitant to write Majra's story because I've never felt comfortable with my lore knowledge, but I'm taking the plunge. If you notice something amiss, please PM me.)
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It wasnââ¬â¢t that her parents were fighting that frightened the young girl; they were Orcs, after all, and a day hadnââ¬â¢t passed yet that her mother didnââ¬â¢t scream at her father, or that her father didnââ¬â¢t roar loud enough to rattle the small houseââ¬â¢s frame. What scared her was the fact that this was not a loud, boisterous argument, but whispered and intense. She crept from her bed in the tiny loft, and stretched along the floor until she could peer down at her parents, unseen.
ââ¬ÅYouââ¬â¢re not taking her with you.ââ¬