Dragoness
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Last published Tue, Apr 14, 2020
I think I hear someone calling me can you hear it too. Its sounds like a whisper I think I'm gonna follow the sound you coming Jack. Sure gimme a minute I'm gonna go get some stuff. The two men lead off in the direction of the mountain and when they got there they say an angelic woman with wings an a tail. She was a Dragoness her name was Yure Avolon.
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