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(ooc: Ugh, shortness. I'd write more, but my brain is stuck in "stall"; I just wanted to get the character in the RPG before I go home. Oh well.)

     Down the dusty path towards Pyke a solitary figure walked; possibly slig, judging by the diminutive height, but the long, flowing cloak obscured all features, and instead of the usual clatter of mechanics accompanying slig movement there was utter silence. The occasional gust of wind lifted the billowing sleeves, revealing a flash of pale skin or the gleam of gold jewellery.
     The figure paused, turned slightly, as though listening, shifted its staff to the other hand. Then turned back to the path, and carried on.

(ooc: Nark.)