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Message: <blockquote data-quote="crazy_monkey1956" data-source="post: 3766705" data-attributes="member: 49514">The Capital City of Azgund, the King's PalaceA group of five men, all about 40 to 50 in age and dressed in noble finery, enter the room.  The servants quickly exit.  The lead man bows, first to the Emiran ambassador, who merely nods, and then to Kae'Ari."Regretably, the King is unable to join us this day and has sent me in his stead.  I am Varace, Minister of War, and the King's principle advisor in all manners of state.  I bid you all welcome.  I have asked you here," speaking now to Kae'Ari, "to make a request of the Healing Light.  The war in the Emirates against the evils unleashed by the Thayvians taxes our resources to the utmost.  The clerical might of the Healing Light, were they to send aid, would bolster our troops and ensure victory."Nyrazha's father stands and glares at Varace, "You insult the elementalists.  We of the Water sect are healers without match."Varace nods, "So you are, which is why the Thayvians are targeting you specifically.  I have recieved reports from the battle fronts.  Water and Earth elementalists assassinated...Fire elementalists turning traitor and siding with the enemy...Air elementalists retreating into the desert.  The war goes against you, ambassador.  You need Azgund more than ever, and," he turns again to Kae'Ari, "Azgund needs the Healing Light."Frontier City of Delagund, Duchy of VedlundShajrom, as he passed by one of the two taverns in town, notes the exit from that tavern of Hrugnir...Lord Noran's Beast as the other guardsmen call him when he isn't within hearing range.  The immense half-ogre was well known in the Duchy as an able and intimidating scout...orc raids had lessened since the half-ogre joined the patrols, probably due to fear.  Hrugnir, as he exited the tavern, spotted...The Dwarf.  He was the only dwarf in town and the only dwarf that most folks in town had ever seen, including Hrugnir.  The Dwarf had an unsavory reputation as Lord Noran's spy...lurking in the shadows near the gate, watching those coming and going and reporting on the doings of foreigners.  Many of Hrugnir's fellow patrol guards whispered that The Dwarf was a criminal in dwarven lands...murder, theft, who knew what else.  But they never said anything in town for fear that The Dwarf might overhear.Phai's uncle, Emran, turns and considers his nephew for a moment, "Get your gear together.  You're to come with me, to meet with Lord Noran.  Your magic may be of use in what is to come."The guards at the gate command Ahote to stop.  One guard climbs down from the watch tower and approaches the wild elf, "What manner of thing be you?"  Another guard, still on the tower, shouts down, "I told what he was, ye derned idiot.  He be an elf, like Sergeant Emran's nephew."  The first guard looks up, "Now yer the derned idiot.  Emran's nephew be only half an elf."  He turns his attention back to Ahote, "What be yer business in Vedlund, elf?"</blockquote>

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