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Sal'Elgar
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Dragon Age
"Where there is love there is life." ~ Mahatma Ghandi Salihn rubbed her face slowly coming around and then bolted upright staring at her hands in horror. "GET IT OFF!" she yelled panicked. Very curious, He thought. Rubbing her hand and seeing that there was nothing wrong with it and let a breath of relief escape as she shoved her hair out of her eyes. Her head swiveled quickly at the sound of someone clearing their throat. He was paralyzed in her gaze. She had one brown eye and one blue - that...that is not possible. Moving away from him quickly she fell off the bed hitting the rough stoned floor hard. Ouch, Fuck - that hurt. Th...th...that is a fucking elf...Wait...I know that face...what the fuck is going on? Elvhen translations are from: Elven DAI Translator at lingojam.com/ElvenDAI and Elven DAI spreadsheets at docs.google.com/spreadsheets
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