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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Droid101" data-source="post: 1808154" data-attributes="member: 942">Interlude the Second…Ragnar, Kain, Drax, Joseph and Faelean sat in the meeting hall of castle Brunsick, deciding what their next course of action should be.“I think we deserve a break…” Faelean, the frail grey elf spoke up first.“We did just get cloned by the man who is supposed to be the king’s royal wizard, and then forced to fight against ourselves,” Kain, the hardened wood-elf gladiator responded.“For all we know, we could be the clones…” Joseph, the human wyrmslayer and paladin of Torm looked uneasy.“We aren’t clones.  Now listen up, we’re going to go our separate ways for a couple of months, and tend to whatever we need to tend to.  I’m headed out to the Adventurer’s Guildhall to meet up with Frole Ganthus, a supposed weapon master.  He is going to train me,” Ragnar, the half-human, half-dwarf (mul) said, his bare chest broad and muscular.“I’ll be headed back to the church of Mystra… I need to report and take a load off,” Faelean said haughtily.“I’ll go with him,” Drax, the lizardman gladiator hissed.  “Don’t want him getting in any trouble all by himself.”“I’ll go too.  Nothing better to do,” Kain said, a little dejected.“I’m headed down to the Tormyr forest.  I heard there is a great green dragon named Drelhornsdrathdin that has become active.  I will slay him, single-handedly,” Joseph says proudly.“All right, looks like we’re all set.  I’ll be leaving tomorrow, so we’ll meet back here in Brunswick in two months.  Then we can get set to deal with these ‘Dark Tides’ Adlai has been surmising,” Ragnar says, and bids his friends goodbye.</blockquote>

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