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Post by NLV Plot on Nov 12, 2008 9:22:04 GMT -8
A pair of well decorated veterens, Royal Akliceium Army, sit in the most popular tavern in the city of Soldrien.
"Ales for both of us here"
As they sat at a central table, the natural progression of hushed tones overtook their chat.
"I heard tale that a search is on."
"What? The court knows where to look."
"Not so sure of that now - he was old - perhaps an ill fall has taken him."
"Isn't there some sort of magical elder that could tell if that had happened?"
"Dunno. I'm sure though that this marks a change in the winds, and I can only hope it doesn't mean a change in the colors."
"Hmm...From Green to Blue..."
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