D26.40 Ulrunir - Three Tribulations of Marble, Part 40
The next was a young man of average build with a tan, chiseled countenance, blonde of hair worn in a bushy ponytail, dressed in an open breasted robe.
And the last was the scrappy girl who had made her declaration. Unlike her gloating expression from before, hers was now somewhat serious.
All four gazed upon the middle of the bronze faced pillar, which appeared to be completely smooth.
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