A woman walked in, carrying a tray of drinks'. She was a very elegant elf, with blond hair and blue eyes'. Trying to make Murcle feel better, she placed them down onto the table in front of him. " Thank you, Ally ". He said, as she walked towards the door. Winni came running in, she slid herself, underneath Murcle's chair. Hiding, looking at us, as her eyes' glowed - wide. She held onto the legs' of the chair, as if she was flying, like a bird.

I tried to ignore her, as I continued to focus on the history of Murcle's story. Taking his drink, he drank, and wiped his mouth. " We was nervous about being outside. And had to think on our feet - fast, and most of the time. We moved into the forest; away from the mountain rocks', that lined our homes'. It was a very trying time for us. The sacred lake was pure, but Dropsical managed to inject his poison into it, too. We had know idea, what was in store for us, as it was our first time venturing so far away from our homes'. So you see, Dropsical had an advantage on us and our position. What you see now, is only what we have worked for, trying our best to build on what was lost. Fighting a constant battle against Dropsical. Dropsical is fast and moves' without being seen, so sometimes' it can become very difficult to fight what is benign.

Standing before the lake, we started to make our way down, deep into the forest. We was desperate, looking for a good place; to begin a kind of settlement.

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