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Faeinn sighs heavily. "I think it's about time we brought our wayward kin back into the fold. Errant children won't escape their punishments."

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Mithius goes into a terrible coughing fit and downs half a tankard of ale after he takes a bite out of his dinner. "Too much salt!" The fat elf reprimands his servant, who later brings out a better seasoned meal and a heavy folder of weekly reports from around the world. He skims through the first few dull pages before reaching the relevant news from Haelun'or, to which he comments "A dead haelun'or High Elf. Just what was needed to save the day!"

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Sin'tril mumbles to himself "Didn't i see Parion just thé other day?"

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