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Message: <blockquote data-quote="SecondTime" data-source="post: 3393563" data-attributes="member: 42381">The little woman attempts to regain her posture as she describes her business, "I am a servant of the once great Cyran branch of House Ghallanda. I am in the process of transferring an item of great importance from Darguun to Oargev ir’Wynarn, rightful king and ruler the Cyrans of New Cyre. We were almost to New Cyre, when my wagon was attacked by a host of goblins. My Valenar elven escort fought bravely, but they were young and the goblins were too many. Oh thank you for your help, kind sirs! May I join your caravan and implore you help protect my very special cargo for the remainder of the journey? It is but a few hours, and the King himself and my guild will surely reward you if you do?" Her brown meet those of Antonus.Kaine: after you aquire the ring of translation, the goblin's screeches slowly morph in your ears into something like common, "...the prophets have said! Cyre must die! Goblins will rise!!! Warchief Darax will kill you all!!!"OOC: Sorry for the delay in posting. Going home for the weekend.</blockquote>