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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sephiroth no Miko" data-source="post: 1770646" data-attributes="member: 4796">*Phaeder, who had been just watching, as he often does, merely follows the party contentedly as they head towards the ruins. If he is excited, he does not show it, but the party knows him well enough to understand he's far from indifferent. Anshul, on the other hand, can scarce contain himself, and had he a physical body, he would no doubt be at the head of the group, leading the way (or at least fighting Trekt for the privilege <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue    :p"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" />).*"Can't you walk a little faster, whelp?" the ghost growls in impatience."Hmmm.... most impressive... and strange. I wonder why the gnolls haven't claimed this place for their own? Perhaps something here keeps them out?" *Phaeder wonders, half to himself, half aloud, ignoring Anshul's pestering. He wanders closer to take a look at the large oak tree after taking a glance at the substance of the blue walls.*"You think too much!"[Bardic Knowledge +16 or Knowledge (history) +15 to see if he's ever heard anything about a blue-tinged keep in the shape of a flower in these here woods.]</blockquote>