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[Nadia Swiftar]

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Figuring a good nights rest would refresh her memory Nadia woke up and hurriedly began searching her pack and her clothing from yesterday…”nope.. not there.. ughhh where could the silly things be… I don’t want her to know I lost it and man the person who took it wont know whats in it” Frustrated she ran her hands through her hair “Its gotta be here.. it just has to” But after throwing everything on the floor and sifting through it all she was still left disappointed to see no chocolate. She sat crossed legged on the floor in front of her fire and finally she decided she would just tell her she ate it and nothing happened, and she would like to try another one to see if maybe the potion needed to be tweaked.

Feeling better she stood up cleaned up the scattered mess all over her floor and thought back to her night last night. It was a strange night overall. One min she was sitting in the tavern with the girls in BlackMarsh enjoying some much needed female companionship and the next thing she knew she had fallen asleep and had some REALLY strange dream about a very weird man who kept spitting in her face. She felt a little embarrassed that she must have dozed off and when she came to they were all still sitting at the table. “maybe they didn’t notice” she tried to convince herself… but why was the strange man in her dream there too? She just shook her head and shrugged.