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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sparky" data-source="post: 2736274" data-attributes="member: 13681">Oliver mulled the happenings over in his mind. What the Knight Cariel said appeared to make sense. He patted Whistler on the neck and turned in his saddle, grunting at a stab of pain in his back. Stiff. Whistler's a fine, fine horse. But me, too old to sit this long in the saddle. He thought fondly of the great baths of Hedrogura, open to him for a brief time in his life. He sighed.He chuckled at Nurthk's surprise and pleasure and raised his bushy eyebrows as he asked, "Sir Cariel, I wonder, was it you who recieved the dove of this Knight my companions and I briefly encountered?" He pauses and adds, brows knitting. "And if this Knight we encountered had turned from the Order, would his dove still take flight? Or the reverse, would a dove take its last flight to a Knight that had turned?"He pauses, scratching his head, "I apologize for the bluntness of my questions. I realize they may not be palatable."I'm starting to sound like Fendric. Dear gods, save me.</blockquote>