*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

Fawn slipped out of Linnet's room. She smirked. She hurried down a hall, then up a steep staircase. She removed her hood. She pulled out a cloth from her pocket, then sat down at her small, crude desk.
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( Im BACK! Whats had happened this whole time?!?!?! I was dealing with my chickens.)

(you should read it)
 

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