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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 3840577" data-attributes="member: 4441">Yatrax gives Oliver a crooked grin as he tosses the shirt aside, and removes something from an inner pocket of her robes; a small empty ink vial.   Yatrax leans forward to meet him, her eyes dark in the dim light, and grabs his collar, pulling him close to seal their lips together for a long moment.  Pulling apart to breathe, she makes a simple gesture, and something blacker and deeper than darkness pulls free of the shadows and fills the vial.  Then the light goes out.The vial glows a dull red in the darkness, and Yatrax dips her fingers in it, tracing on both of your faces, so strange patterns mark your places in the blackness."Show me," she whispers...And we'll fade to black, literally and figuratively.In the morning, the Cloak and Dagger has light sweet and savory little cakes with various sauces and jams, along with ale and cider for those interested.By mid-morning, ten sturdy little donkeys are arrayed in the stableyard of the inn, along with a note from Andoran.There is a House Orien carvan leaving at eleven in the morning.  The first part of your path lies with them, and the caravan master has all of your provisioning needs, along with the alchemical aid I promised.  The note, not surprisingly, is signed with a gray crown.OOC: EvolutionKB, we're on a slightly different timeline than the others for right now, so if you want to roleplay waking up, we can do that without holding up the others.  For everyone else, if you need to grab any other supplies or inform your collegues of anything, now'd be the time.  And can I get a general marching order?  The roads would allow for at least two or three abreast riding either way, or one wagon each direction, because you're on an Orien trade road.  Once I have that, we'll be off!</blockquote>

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