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Out of Hand
Eccord Reens was a handsome man of impressive stature. He wore a special uniform made for the Chief of the Hunters and as grey as Malkouth's mist. His hair and eyes were dark as wood from Katalox, and no one could offend his pride.
"Hi, dad," Lunus said, and she smiled, giving him a hug hello. "I hope I haven't interrupted you."
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The cave was wide and deep and barren, its darkly shadowed mouth covered in moss and ivy. The grey rock of the stone which formed the cave was tinted a spectral blue which left an eerie chill inside Lunus as she walked on the circular slab at the entrance. It was completely smooth, oddly so."I don't understand. This should have markings," Evan said, walking around the area with flustered curiosity. "All of this..." he said, "there's markings all over it."
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