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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6057307" data-attributes="member: 63746">Ur smiles a small, mirthless smile, one brow raised as he shares a look with Tutek, Braham, Gerard, Mei Ying: has that ever been in question...? No, he didn't think so."There have been others besides Iridex," is all he says to William though, doggedly pursuing his earlier idea. Images emerge in his mind's eye: the long-ago sages of Ying's sect, the dormithian Queen and her Orb of Chaos, all five of the fell dragoons they have faced so far... "Is the Power sealed -- really sealed? Or are there cracks in the prison's ancient walls?" Even if the statue refuses to talk or isn't all it's cracked up to be, even if the book proves elusive... <Response William/Darrian?>Ur considers... Then nods: "I will ask the statue," is his conclusion. A little shiver of excitement runs through his corded muscles at the very thought: listening to something that old; to hear the stories of Gods and Titans told by one who has seen them unfold; to see the workmanship... Anything else would pale in comparison.And yet the dwarf waits as patiently as ever, sitting back on his heels and thoughtfully running his hand up and down his mighty beard, listening to matters unfold. The world is still young after all.</blockquote>