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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gwaihir" data-source="post: 3341791" data-attributes="member: 14487">"Greetings to you, Randall. You are welcome here."Several days pass as the party returns to Antioch. On the third day out from the Dimwood, Randall notices that Gaithys seems to be falling ill. He brushes off any concern.However, an hour or so later, Galinden calls for a halt.When the party halts Delianir and Galinden instead of going to aid him, turn their mounts to face Gaithys.Galinden speaks in a firm, grim voice."Gaithys Galanodel. You have been tried by a jury of your peers and found guilty of treason against your homeland. You have been sentenced to die by poison. May Eli have mercy upon your soul."Elmer moves to intervene, but is restrained by Salisha. Gaithys slumps in his saddle. He croaks, "We sought to preserve our birthright.""Malignant fool, " Spits Delianir, "Our birthright is about more than land, its about a way of life, a means rather than an end. You have sold us all out."Gaithys drops to the ground, dead. Galinden dismounts and removes his pouches and his jewelry. "Make sure you get his signet ring." Says Delianir.Randall sees tears streaming down Delianir's face. Galinden hugs her, and kisses her forehead."it is done, beloved.""No, it is just beginning." She responds, wiping more tears from her face.Galinden ties Gaithys' horse to his own, then helps Delianir mount before he mounts himself."Emissaries of the Church," says Galinden, "I am truly sorry for what you have witnessed. Several leaders of our society have associated with our ancient brothers whom we sundered from our lives so long ago. The event you witnessed is being repeated many times over in the lands you have just left. The conference was the last straw. We had hoped the guilty would renounce their course and tell you what you needed to know. But they chose the dark way. We could not allow it to continue any longer. I am sorry.""Let us depart. I bear a letter to the elven embassy instructing them to accept me as the new ambassador until the new queen appoints one of her own. We do not know exactly where the Sundered dwell, but we know who does. Emissaries of our nation met with both dark elves and bugbears in a ruin of a chapel of St Cuthbert in the Cleydon Woods, near the village of Greenheight. The bugears that dwell there will know how to find the sundered. Let us depart."The group reluctantly, somberly turns toward Antioch.Several hours later, Delianir rides up next to Randall. "I'm sorry I led you on Randall, I was trying to decide if I should trust you." She smiles regretfully.</blockquote>

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