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<blockquote data-quote="nonamazing" data-source="post: 2894770" data-attributes="member: 12118">Meanwhile...Ronthias and Haildon follow a quiet canyon though the Hinterlands, ever wary of any possible danger.&nbsp; The Master makes his way quickly through the rough terrain, leaping nimbly from rock to rock, occasionally shouting 'encouragement' at Halidon.As dusk falls, Ronthias calls a halt, then scrambles down the side of a rock spire to stand beside his companion.&nbsp; &quot;We've made good time, boy.&nbsp; Just ahead, around that bend, is the monastery of the Broken Turtle.&nbsp; There we should find my old rival, Bitter Ebony.&nbsp; He is an odd character, easy to offend, so be on your toes.&nbsp; Although he and I have never gotten along, he is a follower of the Transcendent Order, and should aid us if we are polite in the asking.&quot;&nbsp; Ronthias pauses.&nbsp; &quot;I hope.&quot;The monastery is unimpressive--from the outside it looks like nothing more than a vast jumbled dome of broken rocks.&nbsp; Inside, the thick black smoke from a massive bonfire obscures all vision.&nbsp; Some sort of greasy meat is being cooked in the fire.&nbsp; The smell of it is overpowering.A hawk-headed humanoid tends the fire.&nbsp; It turns around slowly as Ronthias and Halidon enter.&nbsp; It glares at Ronthiasm but remains silent.The Master bows slightly.&nbsp; &quot;Ah, Bitter Ebony!&nbsp; I must apologize for interrupting your meditation, but I am forced to seek out the use of your great fire.&nbsp; My friend and I must make our way to the City of Doors.&quot;The hawk-headed man stares at Ronthais for several awkward moments.&nbsp; The Master merely smiles and cocks his head to one side slightly.&nbsp; Finally, Bitter Ebony screechs something unintelligable and gestures angrily at the flames behind him.&nbsp; Ronthias bows again.&quot;My thanks to you.&nbsp; I hope your hunting continues well.&quot;&nbsp; Ronthias looks back over his shoulder at Halidon.&nbsp; &quot;Come, student!&nbsp; And do not dare to hesitate for the slightest fraction of a second!&quot;&nbsp; With these cryptic words, Ronthias suddenly runs forward and leaps into the fire!</blockquote>

[QUOTE="nonamazing, post: 2894770, member: 12118"] [b]Meanwhile...[/b] Ronthias and Haildon follow a quiet canyon though the Hinterlands, ever wary of any possible danger. The Master makes his way quickly through the rough terrain, leaping nimbly from rock to rock, occasionally shouting 'encouragement' at Halidon. As dusk falls, Ronthias calls a halt, then scrambles down the side of a rock spire to stand beside his companion. "[COLOR=White]We've made good time, boy. Just ahead, around that bend, is the monastery of the Broken Turtle. There we should find my old rival, Bitter Ebony. He is an odd character, easy to offend, so be on your toes. Although he and I have never gotten along, he is a follower of the Transcendent Order, and should aid us if we are polite in the asking.[/COLOR]" Ronthias pauses. "[COLOR=White]I hope.[/COLOR]" The monastery is unimpressive--from the outside it looks like nothing more than a vast jumbled dome of broken rocks. Inside, the thick black smoke from a massive bonfire obscures all vision. Some sort of greasy meat is being cooked in the fire. The smell of it is overpowering. A hawk-headed humanoid tends the fire. It turns around slowly as Ronthias and Halidon enter. It glares at Ronthiasm but remains silent. The Master bows slightly. "[COLOR=White]Ah, Bitter Ebony! I must apologize for interrupting your meditation, but I am forced to seek out the use of your great fire. My friend and I must make our way to the City of Doors.[/COLOR]" The hawk-headed man stares at Ronthais for several awkward moments. The Master merely smiles and cocks his head to one side slightly. Finally, Bitter Ebony screechs something unintelligable and gestures angrily at the flames behind him. Ronthias bows again. "[COLOR=White]My thanks to you. I hope your hunting continues well.[/COLOR]" Ronthias looks back over his shoulder at Halidon. "[COLOR=White]Come, student! And do not dare to hesitate for the slightest fraction of a second![/COLOR]" With these cryptic words, Ronthias suddenly runs forward and leaps into the fire! [/QUOTE]

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