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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Thanee" data-source="post: 2276651" data-attributes="member: 478">Latalya“Six years since we have fought here, and almost died. Even to me it seems like a long time, many memories have found their way into my Reverie since then. It's good to see you all again!”Latalya had arrived on the back of a black horse with smoke-colored, insubstantial hooves, which the villagers looked upon in awe, while the dogs and other animals wouldn't dare to come close; Noctra flying around erratically. Not wanting to irritate them more than necessary, the elf dismissed her spell soon after arrival. With joy in her eyes she looked upon the rebuilt village, memories of burned-out shacks slowly fading from her mind.When they met Grintur, son of Grinnur, Latalya told him that “Your father's legend will stay alive through you, and through Reivik's poetry. Well met, friend.”During the celebration, Latalya had almost forgotten, that the war isn't over still. All the cheerful townsfolk, the hope in their happy eyes, the perils of the past years almost washed away.Two days later the small group had arrived in the High Paymaster's boat at Istivin's Crossing, near the capital of Sterich, Istivin, their destination.“At last we are in Istivin once more. I wonder what awaits us here.”</blockquote>