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Eildre (Member) 3/12/2009 12:37 PM EST : The Voyage... and ... Destination??
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She held the ironwood and sapphire seal to the lump of wax that crossed the ties of the ribbon binding the rolled scroll, and whispered her name, “Eildre Hal’Eruil”. The sapphire seal in the form of a pair of crossed swords imposed over a stylized rising sun glowed and sparkled with magical energy, sealing the ribbon to the parchment. When she lifted it, a faint golden sparkle of latent energies danced through the sunburst, effectively protecting the document from prying eyes and magics til the seal itself was broken by its intended recipient.


She placed it in the pile with the other scrolls, each held shut with specially colored ribbon and leaned back, sighing as she looked about the room again. The windowless room was as inviting as it could be, warm golden oak panels on the walls with drapes of dark sable brown velvet cloth in the corners to soften the enclosed feeling. Several masterfully worked landscapes in highly polished frames set on two of the opposite walls, giving the illusion of windows looking out onto lush scenery. Everglow lamps lit each corner with a soft light, and Eildre returned her gaze to the parchments. All the details were there, enough to cover the Dawnswords for a few months while she .. concluded her business. She shook her head, her eyes narrowing as she struggled with her decisions. Unconsciously she reached out towards the rapier that hung from the chair she sat in, its slender blade supported by a fine webwork of the leather straps that composed its belt and sheath. As her bare fingers brushed the hilt, her eyes took on a vibrant red glow, and a soft smile crossed her careworn features. The Rapier's dull black blade, long and slender,  hung in the fine jet dyed leather with an inherent grace that no mere metal weapon should have. Its metal patinaed with darker swirls in a manner that only finely crafted adamantite exhibits. What was even more unusual, was the faint purple and red sparks that seem to follow the swirls in an endless race of energies. The dark almost black metal basket hilt had been designed to resemble a scorpion with legs curled to protect the fingers, segmented back as the guard for the hand and the tail and the rounded, menacing stinger as the quillon's blade catcher.


Keaoden’s attack had taken her by shock, upsetting her even more than she showed to her friends and allies. Even with the information Maiyarra had coaxed free of the gods that night, she had refused to believe. Though Ryndal and Tahl’emar had warned her that the evidence had been pointing to something horrific having happened to or changed her friend’s mental set, she had declined to think in that direction until the very moment he had attempted to .. steal her very soul. If it hadn’t been for Tahl shielding her, jumping to the forefront as he shoved her back into her mind. Ryndal, putting his own body between her and Keaoden. The swift actions of Points finely honed senses and Nklos’s watchful and ready reflexes, her very soul and essence would have been lost to his dark attack and she would have.. Eildre shook her head, chasing the horror of the situation from her thoughts, refusing to replay it in her mind again.


Speaking as if to thin air, “You were right.. I should have listened to you and Ryndal.. But I couldn’t believe he would have fallen to such a dark path.. He honestly .. or had seemed.. “ She shook her head at a loss for words again, the aftermath of the past few weeks still haunting her.


She looked back at the scrolls on the desk and sighed. She replayed the words of the sealed scrolls over in her head. Her eyes first falling on the two with the gold ribbons, one edged in silver the other in green.


(Missives to Syilva and Mykka of the Dawnswords )
“My dear friends, these words I write, I hesitate over. So much has happened, what lays ahead I both seek and dread. I was attacked last eve by someone I had considered a good friend, if it were not for the swift actions of Points, Nklos, Ryndal and Tahl’emar, and the goodwill of others, my .. soul would be gone, my essence the prisoner of Keaoden. Yes.. Keaoden.. There are a few of us that knew something was wrong, and we treated it carefully, but still.. my position and emotions put me in the line of fire that should never have been. Ryndal and Syilva were right to be concerned, and I was wrong when I thought friendship could not be corrupted. But enough of this, its in the past. Though as I look back now, I wish I could stay to help with the hunt, as Keaoden still might be able to be saved. But other matters have surfaced.

((In Syilva’s letter only)) Syilva, I ask that you keep up contact with the Allies, offer them any assistance you and the others can in these times. I hope to be gone only for a few months, but much can and will happen in those times. Our doors are open to Alliance members in need, please continue that policy while I am gone. You are our head and heart while these matters are attended to, I have full trust in your abilities.


((In Mykka’s letter only)) Mykka, I hate to ask you for more favors.. you have already given more than I could think possible for one to give, but please.. back Syilva up when possible. Your skills and talents will be sorely tested along side hers. I know we are weakened, and I know things could have been better. But you and yours are the brains and sinew to our backbone. I hold myself still in debt to you, Maiyarra and all the Dawnswords, for being there during these trying times.. and for believing me when things had become unbelievable.


I shall be in touch with any changes to our plans, but for now.. We travel to Khovaire, more specifically to Karrnath. The clues point to Vol and hers. With my current sources, these impeccable, I fear the trail for my sister heats up, but I worry with the attempts recently that something wishes to .. end my search. So I take myself away from the Alliance and other innocents. I just wish .. never mind.. I do worry for Ryndal and the others, I did not wish to drag the Dawnswords into this mess so wholly.


She is alive, my sister that is.. But what will I find when I find her, what has time done to a beautiful Jade Flower.


Sincerely and hopefully,
Eildre Hal’Eruil
Dawnswords Guild Master”


Five scrolls in all, the ribbons are a deep blue, one edged in crimson (CN), one edged in gold (LI), one edged in silver (OSR) and red , one edged in pink  (Fellowship aka Jaggie) and the last edged in green and black (Valianna and Points).

“Dearest Friends, Allies and All,

I know not how many of you know the recent events that have lead up to this moment, so I shall summerize. I have been in a search since coming to Stormreach for news concerning my sister, she was lost to me some many years back and I have always harbored the feeling she was alive but.. lost to me and my family. This search has lead to many a strange or false trail. It has threatened the lives of myself and those I am close to, so I have tried to hide it, to avoid.. endangering any friends or allies. But I have found I can do this no longer without it becoming a greater threat to those with who I associate.


My sisters’ name is Ry’oro, meaning Jade Flower in the elven dialect. She was a skilled warrior and cleric of .. the old ways.  She is my height, long golden hair down to her waist and eyes of the clearest emerald jade. Lost to I and her family years ago. Her trail has led to followers of Vol, leading this way and that. To this continent and dark and forbiddon corners of its jungles and deserts. Recently I had followed up one lead only to be ambushed and left for dead. This was the event that preceeded my arm regenerations and the events that lead up to me being attacked by an insidious curse. When this curse had been delt with, another attack had poisoned me and nearly cost me my life. I started to pull away at that point, not wanting to endanger anyone. But when what I thought halluscinations started, I found that it was more of a threat as a secret than it would ever been up front. The hallucinations were followed up by auditory, and other sensory attacks, the few that were actually witnessed gave me the strength to bring this all forward.


Or I would have in person, but for the attack on me by Keaoden. This assault was a wound of a different type, one I .. took deeply. ((Describes the attack, the attempt to steal her very essence and soul as it happened that night)) A friendship shattered like that is a wound I would wish I no one, but I must not let it sway me in my other matters. I can only hope his actions are stopped and that something can be saved of the caring man I know still exists somewhere in that tormented body. But I digress.


The reasons for me leaving town at such an inopportune time, with the other Murders in the Harbor, fill me with regret, but the trail is more than warm now and I have a soul wrenching feeling that if I do not follow up on this now, Ry’oro will be lost forever.  I must travel to Khovaire, more specifically to Karrnath, and a contact with the Cult there. Members of the Dawnswords refuse to let me take this trip alone, so though I am loathed to deplete the chapter house so, Primus, Ryndal, Regulus, Mayzial, Neric and a few others have insisted on traveling with me. Syilva shall be left in charge of the Dawnsword affairs, along with Mykka, Halquin and Delvanos, should you have any need of reaching them. I have asked that Sereyne seek out the confines of the Fellowship halls if they have need of her, but am unsure if she is going to take this advice.


((In the Fellowship letter)) Jaggie.. I am sorry at leaving with such short notice, but.. I could not ignore this lead, and with Keaoden .. like he is.. I knew I could not hunt him down and watch what might have to be done to him.. I know.. its cowardly, his attack didn’t hurt me.. thanks to Points and the others, but it wounded me in a way I am not sure I will be able to over come. I hang my head in the thought of how you will view this, and am ashamed.


Sereyne told me of your request, and I could think of no other so .. qualified as to deal with your special situation. She is a treasure when you see past her clinical views of the world and I only hope you can benefit from her skills and knowledge. She may not have shown it.. but she was flattered by your request for her to be your Artificer. Since her banishment from House Cannith, she has had little that gives her joy, and your challenges shall lighten her broken heart.


I will be in touch via secured Orien post, I have contracted with them for a special type of message delivery with you and others that is promised to be as secure at possible. Syilva is also in possession of a crystal, a simple way to find out if I am okay is to ask her if the light still shines. She will know what that means.


I am sorry my friend.. so sorry for my actions.))


((In Valianna and Points letter)) My dearest friends.. Please give a hug and kiss to Ty for me. These words leave my hand with a heavy heart. I would stand beside both of you through thick and thin, give my life so that you two would be shielded. What happened with Keaoden the other eve, while regretful and .. shockingly painful, does not lead to my actions.


My sister is alive, and .. in trouble.. I feel this in my bones, and have a chance now to possibly come to the end of this path. The recent attacks upon me have lead to a surprising source, one who has given me the knowledge and proof that she lives but that she is in mortal danger. Its funny, everything happens at once it seems. Now I must beg of you your forgiveness for running away. I .. I fear what will happen when Keaoden is confronted again, and in my shame, I could not face him should it be the tragedy I forsee. I am sorry this is so abrupt, but.. I wanted to risk no one else, and still managed to be accompanied by a majority of the Dawnswords. I just wish..


I will be in touch via secured Orien post, I have contracted with them for a special type of message delivery with you and others that is promised to be as secure at possible. Syilva is also in possession of a crystal, a simple way to find out if I am okay is to ask her if the light still shines. She will know what that means.


Wishes safety and the warmth of love to you both, and begs your forgiveness..))


Sincerely,
Eildre Hal’Eruil
Guildmaster of the Dawnswords.


She gathers up the blue ribboned scrolls for delivery, placing them in the secure House Orien pouch. Then looks at the two scrolls with the gold ribbons, and the remaining scroll with the scarlet ribbon. Laying near that scroll is a single quartz crystal set in a silver webbing. Eildre picks it up and weighs it in her hand for a moment and takes a deep breath. Her other hand moves to her waist and pulls out a slender stiletto, its razor sharp edge winking in the steady light of the everglow lamp hanging over the desk. Holding the crystal in her right hand, she draws the blade across her right thumb and winces as the skin parts like butter, immediately the blood wells to fill the cut and spill out over the flesh. Placing the stiletto on the desk, she closes her right fist, holding the weeping cut to the crystal. She closes her eyes, concentrating on the stone in her hand and states her name out loud three times, with each repetition the crystal pulses, absorbing her blood and emitting a brilliant blue hue. With her final repition of her name, the crystal stays a deep vibrant blue, its light steady. The wound on her thumb puckers with the new pink of fresh healed flesh, to rapidly fade leaving no scar. She places the crystal with the red bound scroll just as a knock sounds at the door.


Eildre moves to open the door, finding Regulus and Ryndal waiting there. She shoulders the Orion message bag and follows them. Dropping the bag off to the messengers just movements before stepping on the airship heading to Khovaire.


((Later))

Eilde looked at the land skipping by below her, leaning out over the railing of the airship as it soared through the sky. Regulus sat on a bench near the stairwell down, watching Eildre with a concerned look on his features. Ryndal stood nearby, his attention on the swiftly passing clouds. She sighed, no sign of the others, but they were there, a palpable feeling of their worry hanging over her like a cloud. This trip could prove deadly, but she would close at least one chapter in her life before confronting the next.


Eildre turned her azure gaze to the rapier she wore at her side, and brushed her fingers across the hilt. Immediately soothing thoughts filled her mind as Tahl’emar sought to calm her conflicting emotions. She let out another exhale of breath as she split her thoughts with contemplation of the ground below and the intelligent rapier at her side.

Eildre Hal'Eruil - Guild Master of the Dawnswords (DDO)
(Other alts.. Ashtari, Lyrica Songstep, Mayzial, Sereyne, Syilva, and Adamantia)
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Eildre (Member) 3/17/2009 9:55 AM EST : RE: The Voyage... and ... Destination??
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::Eildre looked up as Regulus rose, and walked over to stand beside her at the railing. His pale eyes held worry and no little caring for his azure haired leader. He inclined his head as he looked down at the rapier at her side, as if in silent greeting to the blade.

"How goes it lass?" The elder cleric stated, watching her face carefully as she responded.

The pale crimson glow in her eyes vanished as Eildre removed her hand from the rapiers hilt and brushed back a stray strand of hair from her face. "Well, I guess.. Not much to do till we land, and then?" She shrugged, her blue eyes filling with tension and worry. "You all know as much as I do now.. what we find is anyone' guess, but in my gut.. I still feel she is alive, just.. lost"

Eildre didn't want to bring back the memories of what led up to this, of her own near death to ambushes, to the cat and mouse game that fake healer had played with her, stringing along her recovery from her missing arm, to the curse that had almost bled her dry, drop by drop over months. The insidious spell making her ignorant of the slowly dripping wound till her friends and allies near forced her to see someone else to rid her body and essence of the tainted magics. What she had to go through to effect the cure.. Eildre shuddered at those thoughts, and then the events leading to their departure for Khorvaire.

She looked to Regulus who instinctively drew her into a hug, the human seeing the pain on her features, knowing she was reliving the events of the past few weeks. The bleeding book on the library floor that only she saw, leading her search deeper into the dark cult of Vol. Then the twin dead birds that appeared in her room, animating and flying around her window with an eerie song while they trailed droplets of crimson in a flower pattern on the floor. That one.. Regulus had seen, as she cried out in shock to have the elder rush through the door. His pure belief in the Sovereign Host had banished the evil essence that had been animating the birds, the two jade and sapphire budgies falling to the floor inert, as the blood seemed to fade away. Regulus had senses a waiting presence, one that held jealousy and hatred towards their guild leader. They had sat down and had a long talk, which ended with him and Mayzial casting strong, purifying protections on Eildre's room and a general blessing of their house.

Things quieted for a few days, then when Eildre was returning from a search and recover for the Agents of Argonnessen, she was hit with a whirlwind of flower petals and blood.. just outside the Dawnsword chapter hall. Blinded, she barely managed to gain egress into the building, the storm barred from entering. The gore and dark green flora faded away into nothing, even the crimson soaking her hair and clothing evaporated as she gained the threshold. If it hadn't been for a few folks on the street, she would have broken right there.. convinced that it had been another hallucination. But even more important, one of her guildmates had been returning via the roof system to the chapter house and had seen a crippled beggar watching the entire affair. The young Caelavin had noticed the beggar react to the activity, but something about the way he moved for a moment was off.. The guildmate had paused watching, hidden from view as the scene unfolded, fighting their instinct to go to Eildre's aid. The beggar played his roll as the witnesses milled around for a bit, most fleeing the scene in horror. Both were patient, then the guildie's patience was reward as the beggar staggered off towards the Southwatch district. It took all of Caelavin's skill, better suited to the wildes than the city, not to be detected, but they were rewarded at one point by seeing the beggar shrugged of the trappings of illness and destitution in an alleyway, then watched as the older silver haired man vanished into the shadows just inside the ward's border. He lost the trail there, but had much to think about and to reveal when he returned to the chapter house.::

((More to come.. alot of back story, then onward and forward))
Eildre Hal'Eruil - Guild Master of the Dawnswords (DDO)
(Other alts.. Ashtari, Lyrica Songstep, Mayzial, Sereyne, Syilva, and Adamantia)
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Eildre (Member) 3/24/2009 11:33 AM EST : RE: The Voyage... and ... Destination??
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::Shook her head, to clear it of the memories. Eildre flashed a weak smile at Regulus. "I still think all of you coming is a bit.. excessive, a single person is less noticable than a dozen." Her blue eyes echoed the pain of her memeories, but she stayed stoic.

Regulus shook his head, "This .. antagonist targets ye when alone, with more surrounding you the threat of its ..tricks are less. Lass.. so we be your support in fact now." The older man smiled warmly at his guild leader, knowing how it must gaul her to have to have this escourt. He turned and caught sight of Mayzial exiting the aft stairwell, and watched as the lovely young drow walked towards the bow of the ship, noting how Ryndal's head came up to follow Mayzial's path briefly. Regulus shook his head and chuckled, returning his attention to Eildre, who had turned to look out into the empty air surrounding the ship.::
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Eildre (Member) 4/14/2009 12:27 PM EST : RE: The Voyage... and ... Destination??
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::There was a flash of light against blackened metal, was all the warning Eildre got as the blade swept through the midnight darkness towards her chest. Her hands rose, the fingerless gloves catching the blade mere inches from her chest. She struggled to call out, but it was if her vocal cords had been frozen, her eyes blinking furiously as she struggled against an opponent who not only had leverage, but the strength to overcome her reverie tainted resistance. Eildre blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to make out the shadowy figure behind the blade as it crept slowly towards her breast. She drew in a shocked breath, as wide eyes of jade framed by golden tresses were slowly revealed. She shook her head in disbelief as the blade touched her chest and started to part skin.

Her voice returned as she screamed, leaping up off the pillows. Eildre brought a hand up to her left breast, as the door to her cabin slammed open. Ryndal, preceeded by his glowing blade, entered, his head turning this way and that, looking for enemies. He was quickly followed byPrimus and the  pale eye monk, Ashtari. The monk paused at the door, as the two men crowded into the room. Eildre drew a ragged breath, shaking her head as the dream's memory started to fragment in her mind. "It was a dream.. just a dream." she gasped, trying to relay the contents to the others before it faded completly.

At the words, dream, Ashtari focused on her guild leader, her pale inhuman eyes narrowing as she examined the woman with a piercing look. The Kalashtar hummed softly, as she focused within, then traveled without. She did a quick sweep of her own of the cabin and shook her head, a sigh of relief exiting her mouth as she found nothing to indicate Quaori interferance. She shook her head as Ryndal glanced at her, then he returned to his own examination.

Eildre didnt seem to notice as Ryndal swept the confined cabin, his eyes narrowing as he focused his ability to detect evil, seaching every corner, every cubby. Nothing.. he frowned.. as Primus knelt by Eildre's side. She slumped a little. The normally ignorant archer frowned as he looked at Eildre, his eyes going to the rapier that lay next to her, having hit the pile of pillows when she lept up, then back to the azure haired woman. He reached out gently, and grasped her hand, pulling it away from her chest. Fresh blood covered her fingers, though there was no sign of a wound or damage to her clothing. "Just a dream?"::
Eildre Hal'Eruil - Guild Master of the Dawnswords (DDO)
(Other alts.. Ashtari, Lyrica Songstep, Mayzial, Sereyne, Syilva, and Adamantia)
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<Jerking his head around as Primus exclaimed "Just a dream?" Ryndal moved quickly to Eildre's side, pushing the archer away, his hand grabbing her bloodied one as his eyes scanned her fingers for sign of injury, then examined her sleep shirt and the skin the drawstring neck left exposed. His guild leader squirmed a bit uncomfortably at his clinical examination, but he paid no attention, making sure nothing escaped his perusal.>

"What exactly happened?" <He clipped, his words brusque and to the point, releasing her hand and letting her gather her words> As Eildre explained what she could of the dream, Ashtari moved aside to allow Regulus to enter the now very crowded cabin. Primus kept his gaze on Eildre despite being pushed aside by Ryndal.

<Ryndal looked down at the blade laying on the floor and he reached down to touch it, Eildre stopped him before his hand closed around the hilt, shaking her head. Ryndal pauses.. letting Eildre claim the blade.> "Wasnt He watching over you?"
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::"He can only do so much.. I shouldnt even be dreaming.. we usually dont.. Reverie doesnt work like sleep, entirely.. " Eildre strokes the curving legs of the rapiers guard.. her eyes glowing that intense drow red.. "It has to be a sending of some sort.. but of what or who.. Someone seeks to stop me from finding Ryoro.. and I'll be damned if I will give them that satisfaction.. they have done enough already.. time for us to .. return the favor."

Keeping eye contact with Ryndal, she tosses her hair, the crystals braided into the side of her face chiming slighly, the silk ribbons of blue and gold brushing her shoulders. "I will not be the fool, or made to be one.. They have had the advantage.. its time.. we took it.. who ever they are."::

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(Other alts.. Ashtari, Lyrica Songstep, Mayzial, Sereyne, Syilva, and Adamantia)
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::Three Days Later::

::Ryndal watched from the castle deck of the airship, Eildre was down below, trading some combat moves with a couple of the off duty airship crew. He watched as the sunlight danced in rainbow sparks off the crystals she wove into the dozes of braids that decorated her long sapphire hair. He shook his head, she looked almost carefree as she taunted the men with goodnatured play.

Her unusual nightmares had stopped all together, and both Regulus and Ryndal himself could not puzzle out where they had origionated. But the rest of the group kept close watch on Eildre's movements, one of them always within eyeshot. They would not let thier beloved fall prey to to her invisible enemies again, not if they had anything to say about it.

Ryndal scanned the deck of the ship and the nearby sky and clouds with narrowed eyes. The bright afternoon sun was almost painful, but his gaze did not waver, another week of this travel and they would hit their last port stop,near the border of Karnnath. Then the trail would be thiers again, and those that made Eildre into a victem would suffer the cleansing Flame.::
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Eildre (Member) 10/6/2009 6:37 PM EST : RE: The Voyage... and ... Destination??
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::Eildre laughed as she avoided yet another thrust of the young sailors saber. They had been unwilling to spar with her at first, but now, they looked forward to the daily exercise as much as she did. She had begun to see some improvement, and the sheer joy of testing her own skills of dodging their blows and faltering their steps made up for her lost rest and disturbing dreams. They had not stopped, not at all, but she had found a way to hide them from her overprotective friends. There was nothing they could do to stop them it seemed, so why let them worry. She sighed as the young man repeated his last blunder, thrusting too deep, and slapped him on the wrist with her rapier. The other men chuckled and she motioned two more of them to join the lesson. Tossing her hair she laughed as she sported with the crewmen.

 

They would be landing soon enough, and then her search would begin in earnest. As she finished the lesson, one crewman actually getting close enough to cut a ribbon from her hair, she clapped them all on the back, flashing her brilliant smile as she took her leave. Glancing down at Tahlemar, she thanked the rapier for yet another enjoyable workout and smiled as she heard its mental reply. She stopped off at one of the water barrels scattered along the deck of the airship and filled a metal dipper, sipping the water as she lost herself deep in thought.::
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Eildre (Member) 10/7/2009 2:48 PM EST : RE: The Voyage... and ... Destination??
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::Eildre stood on the deck with Ryndal, and Mayzial, watching as the boat pulled into the tower dock. Since Primus had fallen from that silly perch of his and nearly cracked open his skull, Regulus had returned with him to Stormreach via an emergency Gate. She hoped the elven man was alright, Regulus would find him the best help possible.

 

Hoisting her pack over one shoulder she looked to the others and smiled. “Well we have the name of a reputable inn, and the names of some less.. reputable sources, so shall we?” She cocked her head as the other two looked down at the bustling city, Ryndal’s features as impassive as usual, Mayzial’s slightly apprehensive.

 

Eildre cocked her head, “It’s a bit late for second thoughts, anyway, what’s the worse that could happen.” Turns to glance at Ryndal as he opened his mouth, “Don’t even say it.” She winked, and wave goodbye to the captain and crew, trading a few bawdy comments with the men. “Til our paths cross again, you gallant lads.” Chuckled to herself and started down the spiral stairs, towards the waiting city of Fairhaven.::
Eildre Hal'Eruil - Guild Master of the Dawnswords (DDO)
(Other alts.. Ashtari, Lyrica Songstep, Mayzial, Sereyne, Syilva, and Adamantia)
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