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May 16, 2008 21:31

Neric has put on his old green silk robes, complete with the gold seal of the Council across the chest, and he has supplied Ravin with one of the robes he had brought back with him--a blue one. It had taken a little alteration to fit her, as she is more along the size and build of the Erdlings than the Kindar, but they are surprisingly comfortable.

He is nervous, though, as he is finishing his last cup of tea before leaving; glancing at the door, and to Ravin. It has to be done, he has to go back, but it's been so long.
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