[There is an underfed seadweller, who looks just like the Condesce who has wanted him dead for the last several sweeps, throwing snow at him like might be full of explosives or other weapons aimed at his demise.]
[There. Fixed that for you.]
[Darkleer stays in the tree, watching her look for him. He's not giving away his location so easily, even if she doesn't seem particularly intimidating.]
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[There. Fixed that for you.]
[Darkleer stays in the tree, watching her look for him. He's not giving away his location so easily, even if she doesn't seem particularly intimidating.]