03-06-2008, 05:16 AM
Alfimare waved a clawed black hand in the air and stared at the sky. He has been walking for a time and was happy to see the grassy area in which he had wondered. His thoughts ran as follows I have to find some people. I may live in this world but I have seen that much of it since I was young. He tried to make himself look more friendly as he looked for any sing of life.
He tended to be an imposing figure for he was very tall and he knew sometimes people got the wrong idea from his appearance. His all black and belted attire didn't help his case much.
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