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Plunderlong Marsh is one of the defenders of the forest’s of the Fawn. Marsh lives an isolated life patrolling the perimeters of his mangroves. When galloping with his four hooves he is impossible to outrun. Always on the lookout for intruding troublemakers, he can detect even the smallest disturbance made to his terrain. It is said that when he is not chasing down lowlives with his lance, and when the night grows cool, Marsh is overcome with somber memories of a time long gone. Memories which he honors by playing sweet sad melodies on his harp.
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