Stavanger Bay you haven't felt my wrath until you've felt my hands on your chest
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Ooc — ebony
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last for me!

the seawolf came away with her neck bloodied, and fled; the countess licked crimson from her jaws and watched her go, muzzy with a mixture of irritation and shock before she turned and ran along the sands to ferahgo's ship, shaken by her own hatred.