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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Urko" data-source="post: 2354575" data-attributes="member: 30822">Arrival at the plantationThe sun has long since set and blanket of clouds hides any moons that may currently be in the sky. The humidity has become almost stupefying. Lightning flashes within the massed thunderheads from time to time and a low rumbling echoes above the forest and river, but the storm refuses to break. The only other illumination comes from the hordes of glitterflies – small insects widely believed to spawn within dragonshards and renowned both for their blue-green glow and their surprisingly painful bite. All but the warforged among you became a mass of itching, stinging whelts within thirty minutes of nightfall. Just when you have come to half fear and half hope that the heat and the insects will kill you, you spot a light in the distance. The indistinct blur soon resolves itself into a row of everbright lanterns adorning a solidly built stone pier. Another craft, similar to the one that conveyed you here, is docked there. The end of the pier is adorned with a short watchtower. As you draw nearer, you can see a light flash twice on its summit. There is an answering flash from somewhere further inland. A human and a dwarf in simple workers’ attire are waiting with a line when Kolbek’s Pride reaches its dock. With speedy efficiency they help Calabas moor the boat securely while a dwarven watchman looks on from the tower. A fourth figure simply stands by, waiting for the workers to do their job. He is a dwarf, broad shouldered even for one of his race. The top of his head is bald, and appears quite sunburned under the light of the lanterns. The fringe of hair that he does have hangs thinly to his shoulders and is iron grey, like his beard, which is neatly trimmed and pulled into a single braid held in place by a column of gold rings. He is dressed in a brilliant red waistcoat, adorned with gold braid and buttons. Once the boat is fully moored, he steps forward, a welcoming smile on his face. ”Greetings to you all! I am Kolbek Novilderth. Please allow me to bid you the fondest of welcomes to Steadfast Reach!”</blockquote>

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