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Description
Link to import/ID#: Archaea, Seer of the Night 1985
Link to Tracker: Archaea 1985
Activity: Quest
Additional Bonus Items:
Level 3 - grants the ability to return an additional long lost treasure chest in every quest entry including the Felvarg.
Pack Rank 4 - +2% chance to bring back more valuable items while Quest.

How long had it been since her eyes graced the lands of Ulfrheim? Her paws shaking and unsteady as the familiar scents trickled through her flared nostrils. Being led by a ghastly spirit dancing before her in brilliant hues of blue and white, the raven black female couldn't recall what had transpired in the last few hours, her last shred of memory being the moment this unknown object showed itself. How far had she followed this glowing light, and why was she now facing her homeland. A place her heart resided but her fear tore her away from. Would they even remember who she was? Did they know she was gone at all? Surely Talisa did, her Curly acquaintance that was the opposite of herself. A soft chuckle vibrated Archaeas pursed lips. Then there was Mercy, the silver vixen that seethed hatred but Archaea enjoyed the malicious females company, Mercy's strength drawing out Archaeas buried power. A lump formed in her throat while her eyes rimmed with liquid that fell instantly to the end of her trembling jaw. She hadnt forgotten Signe, the gorgeous lady she adventured with on more than one occasion, a lovely soul with the largest of hearts.
With a heavy sigh Archaea pushed forward, trailing behind her glowing guide with the fondness of memories filling the cracks of her troubled mind.

Description
Link to import/ID#: Archaea, Seer of the Night 1985
Link to Tracker: Archaea 1985
Activity: Quest
Additional Bonus Items:
Level 3 - grants the ability to return an additional long lost treasure chest in every quest entry including the Felvarg.
Pack Rank 4 - +2% chance to bring back more valuable items while Quest.

How long had it been since her eyes graced the lands of Ulfrheim? Her paws shaking and unsteady as the familiar scents trickled through her flared nostrils. Being led by a ghastly spirit dancing before her in brilliant hues of blue and white, the raven black female couldn't recall what had transpired in the last few hours, her last shred of memory being the moment this unknown object showed itself. How far had she followed this glowing light, and why was she now facing her homeland. A place her heart resided but her fear tore her away from. Would they even remember who she was? Did they know she was gone at all? Surely Talisa did, her Curly acquaintance that was the opposite of herself. A soft chuckle vibrated Archaeas pursed lips. Then there was Mercy, the silver vixen that seethed hatred but Archaea enjoyed the malicious females company, Mercy's strength drawing out Archaeas buried power. A lump formed in her throat while her eyes rimmed with liquid that fell instantly to the end of her trembling jaw. She hadnt forgotten Signe, the gorgeous lady she adventured with on more than one occasion, a lovely soul with the largest of hearts.
With a heavy sigh Archaea pushed forward, trailing behind her glowing guide with the fondness of memories filling the cracks of her troubled mind.