Post by Kokopelli on Aug 20, 2012 13:41:36 GMT -5
From out in the Zones, a haunting song can be heard on the breeze. Follow the music, and you'll see a figure sitting on a hill in the distance with a flute to his lips. If you manage to get close enough, you'd be able to see the bright war paint on his face and the two feathers in his long black hair. He may seem to not be a treat, an easy target to a drac. But never turn your back on him. He is Kokopelli. Mischief maker, story teller. One day he could be a friend, the next day he's an enemy. But he remains Kokopelli.
Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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