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Tama looked at the carved wolf. It was a poorly executed piece of work in her eyes. It nicks all around it and the red pained streaks seemed wrong. As she held onto the SOW totem and thought at it to invoke then took a step. Her next thought was about how she got on her back on the floor with a sore nose.
I made the mistake of reading what I had posted online. I cringed at the errors I let by. Massive edit and a few small rewrites through out up to chapter 3.
The next morning, Tama arrived at the wood workers shop just as Master Greenheart was opening the doors. "Well now, if all the Apprentices and Journeymen were as punctual as you, I would die of shock. Have you anything for me?"
"I am to give you this letter Sir." Tama handed it to Master Greenheart and he opened it to read its contents.
Have a good weekend.
All my errors are my own. For those of you that have pointed them out, thank you. I have been giving the entire story a solid rectal exam and have re-posted several parts already.
Thank you for reading
I expect a few nasty emails over this chapter. Orcs are a brutal bunch.
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