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Message: <blockquote data-quote="SecondTime" data-source="post: 2963858" data-attributes="member: 42381">Thin rays of sunlight pierce an overcast sky on this cold Olarune morning along the eastern edge of the Blackcaps. This natural illumination from on high is greeted by the little orange darts arising flickering from below, created by no less natural or enduring forges of the town of Cragwar.On the slightly elevated northwest periphery of the town, facing east, with the forge district on its south, the foothills to its west, and the plains of Aundair and Thrane to its north, rests a small three story property. Walled off, by a ten foot stone wall and itself constructed of stone, there is little else that would recommend this building as more important than an inn or warehouse in the lower part of the town...Which is exactly what Kuven Deneith intended. Young, with a head of short, bristly, blonde hair, he appears to have all the weight of man twice his age bearing down on him as he turns, his eyes brushing over the worn mosaic on the ceiling depicting a battle between a lion, ram, and dragon, before settling his gaze on those standing figures seeking his attention..."Names."Roll call! Introduce yourself ingame.</blockquote>