After being attacked by the infiltrator Mo Gene, while she slept, she decided to hunt him down. Unfortunately she never did get the chance to catch up with him.
Roleplay from Sharn
It the town of Echiurfield, after spending a week in her tent, Sharn cherished this opportunity to rent a private room to enjoy some rare luxury, before her long journey ahead. Despite the howling blizzards and brittle freezing temperatures, not unusual for a standard Asylon Winter, she had made excellent traveltime from the outskirts of the unhospitable Zuma lands. She placed her rucksack in the corner of her rented space, sat herself on the end of the bed, closed her eyes and sighed with relief.
Later that evening, seeking the warmth of an open fire, Sharn left her room and decended to the bar.
The room was buzzing with whisperings and quiet conversation. Nobody seemingly paid any attention to her. Muffled murmurs from behind caught her attention. Did she just hear that name? Curiosity urged her to move closer. Whilst unnoticed, Sharn focused on the conversation between the two local men, revealing to her some interesting news.
Upon digesting the news, Sharn wondered if it meant that her quest will be far shorter than she had first anticipated. What she sought may come to her instead.
With unexpected time on her hands, Sharn decided to take the opportunity to aquire some extra training from fighting the beasts that frequent
the Heaps of Vakreno, whilst considering her next move.
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