Joined: 22 Jul 2015 Location: Lincolnshire, United Kingdom
*A dark clad and hooded figure of slight build would enter the trading post and look through the notes left. After a while the figure would leave its note, a poem perhaps, pinned in one of the top corner, before leaving to repeat the post in Cordor.*
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