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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Zhure" data-source="post: 187868" data-attributes="member: 308">Preparations for the morn, and Rallyn's oopsKeith bids goodnight to Yodwin, who appears to have drifted off asleep sitting upright on his spartan bed.Serbanas also leaves. "I bid you all a fair night. I will try to repair what's left of my evening and perhaps meditate on a few things."He strides firmly out of the library, looking neither left nor right, and walks toward the elaborate cottage-cum-smithty he lives in.Charlotte leaves as well, asking Keith for a clarification of what happened. He sums it up succinctly. She then suggests talking to Coles right away, rahter than in the morning.Kith mentally receives a brief conversation from Turin, about the flying manta-ray creature."It's got no scent at all, boss" Turin remarks.Sildarin starts to sneak off, to try to get some sleep and rest after healing Yodwin.Arana returns to the library, where Maerath is still trying to decipher the contents of the mysterious book of Xargon.Arana knows from her studies that the Giants of Jotunland were said to be the original inhabitants of the entire land of the Empire, but were driven out ten thousand years ago. According to these same legends, when Kazak united the Empire two thousand years ago, he was said to have launched an expedition to Jotunland, the far frozen land to which the giants were banished. One hundred heroes were sent but none returned. Some claim that the cream of the Imperial Guard are still called "The Centurions" to indicate they are as skilled as the century of heroes Kazak entrusted on this mission.Arana offers to help Maerath figure out the contents of the book.Maerath scoops up the book and decides to go to bed as well. With a refreshed mind he will try to prepare more appropriate spells for gleaning more information from the book of Xargon.*************Meanwhile, Rallyn crouches low and gathers himself, waiting for some kind of breeze or wind, waiting to pounce on the flapping mysterious creature.He slides toward the edge of a tree, using it for cover, then pounces just as it turns around the stately pine. I presume you intend to grapple; it either wasn't clear or I'm being muddle-headed. If not, we'll rewrite this bit.He leaps gracefully through the air, despite his small size, making a prodigious leap, arms outstretched -- and flies right through the creature. He should've at least been able to knock it from its course!Initiative (for those outside or who could conceivably be nearby); this will probably be a brief combat</blockquote>

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