<span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 18px">(You're switching between male and female pronouns when referring to your character).<br/>
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Morphine could feel the dragon flying above her, its wings throwing bouts of wind to the ground. When it landed in front of her, effectively blocking her path, Morphine had the good sense to slow down before coming to a halt. She had already fallen once. She didn't need to fall a second time.<br/>
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She could feel her heart pounding, the shock waves travelling up her spine and into her cranium. She was used to looking up at non-halflings but the dragon was larger than anything she had seen before. They made the orcs seem like Halflings in comparison (not a pleasnat thought). <br/>
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"Why are you here?" She did all she could to maintain her composure but her voice sounded shaky, even to her. It hadn't occurred to her that the dragon had just saved her life. It also hadn't occurred to her that she should be grieving for the village that she had just lost. Perhaps it was the adrenaline but all she wanted now was to be alone.</span></span>