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( 𖤓 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𖤓 ) adventure awaits !
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THAT EVENING started off to be just as normal as the rest. Nelladrie was currently standing in the kitchen, humming quietly to herself as she made supper. Large bumblebees occasionally flew by her, but she didn't mind them, nor did she mind all the other critters that found their way into their home.
She sat the wooden ladle down next to the pot of stew and made her way over towards a ladder. She began to climb it, needing to get to the spices on the top shelf. You see, skin-changers were known to normally be massive and tall to match the form of their great beasts. Nelladrie, however, wasn't like her ancestors.
The elf blood in her seemed to stunt her growth, and she was perhaps a little shorter than an average elleth—which is why she kept her trusty ladder handy whilst living in a house that had items twice the normal size. Luckily, Beorn had crafted her some regular-sized items specifically for her to use.
Speaking of Beorn, he was currently out for the evening. He was hunting in his beast-form, and he usually didn't come home until the early morning hours. Sometimes she would be out there with him, but lately, Beorn had been suggesting that she stay behind, and she didn't know why. He never told her that orcs were starting to spread in the mountains for a sinister reason.
