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[NightShade]

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Nightshade was unusually pale and tired, it was as if she was working on something that was draining her energy. Which of course she was, but not what people had started to suspect. Somehow it felt like doubt was growing that this massive amount of dolls that had begun appearing randomly thruout Sosaria were actually starting to cast doubt.

But why wouldnt they? The culprit whoever they were, she had to give them credit, it was ingenious. Yet she couldnt understand motives. Nightshade didnt have a good reputation as virtuous and she certainly had many many dark dealings, but these dolls had begun to even disrupt her own kin.

Willow of all people...Myrddins people to...She sighed running a hand thru scraggily hair the thick luxuriousness of it lost. She needed to eat.. she had barely in days and it was showing on her vampires frame. She needed to be strong and ignore these outside factors and stick to the work she was meant to do.

See to that which Barl asked for her, for the good of her family it must be done... Even Nightshade had much to lose with failure and her eyes closed for a moment, fighting back silent tears as an image of Myrddin rising up in her minds eye laying dead his head gone, followed by Willow and his other people slaughtered where they stood. It was great risk they all took but what choice did they have. She must focus, she must continue at any cost. She grasped her Kryss gathering up her strength.

I wont let him, I wont let him take them away from me..
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