Morg

The aged matriarch who leads Rugar's pack. She roams the mistwood searching for the scattered young. One before whom even Rugar bows his head.

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Another night gone, counting my young.

The mist erases names. That's why I only ever speak them here.

KurSay my name too.
MorgKur. Still breathing, I see.
Warden BaneMovement beyond the boundary may constitute a truce violation.
MorgA clause is paper. The mist can't read paper.

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The aged matriarch who leads Rugar's pack. She roams the mistwood searching for the scattered young. One before whom even Rugar bows his head.

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Another night gone, counting my young.

The mist erases names. That's why I only ever speak them here.

KurSay my name too.
MorgKur. Still breathing, I see.
Warden BaneMovement beyond the boundary may constitute a truce violation.
MorgA clause is paper. The mist can't read paper.

Left elsewhere

People of the same world