Untitled Character scribblingsShe had tried hard to work out her frustration by throwing stones of chipped masonry at the dry, cracked and ancient marble fountain before her. Around lay the ruins of the once-proud Uth Nagor, but she was not in the mood to pay attention to the fallen city's faded beauty. And all her stone throwing had achieved was sore shoulder muscles and a few more chips on the broken feet that had once belonged to a statue of a toga-wearing woman bearing a vase pouring water. She was also not in the mood to wonder for herself what had once been attached to those feet. Quickly becoming fed up with the pointless activity, she slumped down onto the walled square's one remaining intact bench looking on to the ornamental fountain and held her head in her hands.
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