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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DEFCON 1" data-source="post: 3276751" data-attributes="member: 7006">The cleric's head snaps up from his paperwork and he glares at the archivist for a second, then returns his head to the parchment that lists the Silver Flamers that have been called to service.  She sees his eyes scan the sheet, then find was she assumes to be her name.  He looks back up at her and shoves the paperwork back to the templar that handed it to her.  "About time you finally arrived, Miss ir'Indari.  I sent notice to your Mother Tharavar several days ago.  I don't like being held up."   He stops for a second and raises his ear to check to see if the swordplay had stopped, which to his satisfaction, it has.  He nods once, then returns his attention to the young woman.  "I am Elder Samuel Nevillom, of Wyrmwatch.  I am leading this crusade to rid our world of the evil that is the lycanthrope menace that once again threatens our lands.  You will join us, Miss ir'Indari... as part of my main force.  We will leave tomorrow.  Be here at seven, prepared for battle."His eyes leave Khalia and begin looking past her, as though searching for something or someone else.  "Tell me, Miss ir'Indari... where IS Mother Tharavar?  You both came here together, I presume?"</blockquote>