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Message: <blockquote data-quote="airwalkrr" data-source="post: 4498062" data-attributes="member: 12460">Fortunately, Arden remembers that the Dawn House is not far off. However, even a short trek at night in the streets of Narovan can be hazardous so you are all quick on your feet. Your group stays close together, the bright glow of the elf's light guiding your way and keeping away the darkness that seeks to encroach upon you. After what can only be minutes but seem like hours of prowling about, fearful of every sound, every shadow, you see at the far end of the next street a welcoming illumination. Wide double doors are flung open spraying the street before it with light. You have reached the dawn house.Standing to one side of the double doors is a tall man with dark skin. He wears a shirtless vest and loose leather breeches of simple make, and as you get closer, you see his body is adorned with tattoos in virtually every spot. His head is shaved, and he looks grimly out across the dark city, a stalwart vigil. His attention is drawn to you and his brow furls in a combination of caution and distrust as he eyes you warily.From within the lighted area come the sounds of children playing and shouting. As you get close enough to peer inside, you see several children in their nightgowns dart past the door, followed quickly by a woman with long, dark, curly hair. However, she stops chasing the children as soon as she notices your group approaching. She walks up to the door, leans into the dark-skinned man and whispers something. He nods, and then she steps back. He, however steps forward and crosses his arms."Who are you, and what do you seek from this place? And do not lie."</blockquote>

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