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Balikrag
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Post 1
Balikrag
Posts Needed: 230
Post 1
"A rather rundown place, the ruins of this cathedral echo with dark deeds of the past. Many pets devious and demonic seem drawn here."
Balikrag stared down at his open paw, in the palm of which lay a normal-sized brochure. Yes, his palm - it was so small to him that he could not hold it with both paws, merely rest it atop one and pray the wind did not take it.
He curled his paw into a fist, and the paper crumpled like a tissue... then froze and turned to dust. It did not have a map, so he held no further need of it. He had simply wanted a tool to help identify the building.
Balikrag stretched his massive, tattered wings, then gracefully folded them and strode forward into the Cathedral.