*any that came to the bridge in amia forest would notice a sack with all the rain most of the blood has washed away but can still be seen, inside the sack is the head of a female drow, her hair has been cut off and her neck is a bloody ruin, some mite recognize her as Earalenia, there is no sign of her body just the sack and the head nothing else*
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Ar’cla Ath’Enavain ~ The innocents of a butterfly.
Shareve Sjachlejir "Shy" ~ Death doesn't stop curiosity.
*once a very tired and roughed up looking archdruid returns to the forest, she nearly stumbles over the head in the sack as she wants to cross the bridge. She frowns deeply as she peeks inside and takes it along inside the grove. Once there, she places it down on the grass before she picks one of the few emergency resurrection scrolls she carries and reads it upon the head*
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