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Message: <blockquote data-quote="evileeyore" data-source="post: 191214" data-attributes="member: 1768">Kith goes to bedThe others gather together to discuss the fight.  Kith steps over to the spot where the creature dove into the earth.  He quietly brings forth arcane sight ‘Templa Elear’ and examines the area for a few minutes.Casting Detect Magic and examining the residual magics.Well at least those two kids will be watching each other.  Turin mentally indicates Charlotte and Keith.“Yeah and not much else. *sigh * Well there’s nothing else we can do here.”Kith looks around and sees most everyone else has left.  Including Maerath.We should see if he took up our offer, though I doubt he did.  Headstrong youths, thinking they know better…Hey we where young once, Hel, still pretty much are.  Do we listen to ‘our elders’?  Bah, your right.Kith says his goodnights as he heads off to his room.Upon entering the disaster area he sees his bed is still perfectly made and Maerath isn’t there.  He wades through the heaps of clothes and blankets on the floor to his armoire.  Opening it shows a whole different aspect of the room.  Where everything else (except the bed) is festooned with the accumulation of centuries worth of papers, books, scrolls, and nick-knacks; the interior of the armoire is pristine.  In it hangs a shirt of fine chain, a rapier, longbow, and two quarrels of arrows.  A small tidy stack of books and papers occupy the base.“We should go keep an eye out in front of Maerath’s door.”  Kith says to Turin as he slips off his jacket and blouse.And where exactly is that?“What can’t you track his squirrel by scent?” He says donning the chain.Phffffft.  With all the other tree-rats in this joint.  What do I look like a cat?“Well, then I suppose we should get some shut eye, then.  But I think I’ll just stay armored in case.”  Kith gathers the rapier and baldric and places it on the bed.  Then he flounces into the pile of cloth next to the bed, opposite the door to rest.  He stretches and gets comfy, Turin curling up next to him.  They both zone out.  Soon little ferret snores can be heard…Just waiting on mornin… Templa Elear=Magic Visions</blockquote>

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