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Message: <blockquote data-quote="tiluvias99" data-source="post: 3376363" data-attributes="member: 48067">Iejir passes the note through his link with Irthos as he reads. He shudders for a moment. Slowly he sets down the message, and picks up the envelope and knife, placing the latter in his belt pouch. He holds the envelope for a brief second as if contemplating it's opening- then shakes his head and shoves it in as well.He walks back to Endeca's quarters, lost in thought. He sighes and winces, rubbing his eyes and forehead, regretting the previous night's revelries.------------------As Iejr enters the room, Irthos stands, his eyes cold. Iejir hands him the knife and envelope, and Irthos looks at it for a moment, his expression undecipherable. He closes his eyes for a moment, reaching with his mind.A question? An answer?We hunger still. The prey eludes us....Find her.He opens his eyes. Iejir has already slumped down into a chair, nursing his head with yet another drink. Irthos looks to him, then says, "Grendle should be informed of what has happened. Find her."Iejir sighes, finishing his drink with one enormous swallow, then stands. "I'm on it.As he leaves the room, Irthos examines the knife for a long moment in silence. Sighing, he likewise places it in his belt, then walks to a private corner before opening the envelope. He reads in silence.</blockquote>