Literature
Exploring with Marchus was widlyl different from exploring with Wyrd. The other belemoid had gone home, seemingly satisfied with her notes, but Woodland hoped to find something more. "Uh so if we head that way, and then this way- and then past the stream-" she muttered, squinting at her notes as Marchus watched. "yes, we should reach the clearing I found before."
Marchus stood beside her, arms crossed, patiently waiting. "You’re sure this map’s accurate?"
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