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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dpdx" data-source="post: 2342855" data-attributes="member: 188">Once the party has been escorted from the Glades of Sesphar, their weapons returned to them, Fendric, his mood considerably brighter, reaches behind himself to the saddlebag he just rifled through. Pulling the remaining letters out, he sifts through the addresses:"Tourné... Tourné... Valsport, and... Ah! It would seem, my brethren and sistren, that the Free City of Despia is next closest, and on the way to Valsport. Our recipient is a servant of St. Cuthbert of the Cudgel, a Master Aramil Kethett. His position is listed as Chief Officer of Affairs for the Free City...Last I looked at Aerda's map, the way to Despia - Oh, drat! - I should have got that from him before we left him among the elven compound... was due north from here, but I must confess, my sense of direction is poor."Hiritus shrugs his shoulders as if to admit that he, too, couldn't tell you which side of a rock the moss grew on."Perhaps there is a landmark to point ourselves toward; a river, or something. Blind It! If I could only remember what that map said...No matter. The Radiant Light has granted us release! Any direction is fine as long as it leads away from that dreadful place!"</blockquote>