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“The day will soon dawn.” remarks local black man Karain 

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A Courlander would smile

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“And The God Clive hasn’t even entered the fray, this will be a sweet century” commented a mali from his peaceful tavern

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Tarkus is pissed he wasn't called upon to help. But he is also happy. "Wow, we sure are cooking. Right, guys?" He said to no one.

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Neia Annungilben came back to Fenn and cleaned the Imperial blood off of her sword. 

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Cyrene looks down to the corpse of the mage known as Auriel, soon turning away to return to the shoreline with her elven kin. 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
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“Aaaa better be flossin, there’s gonna be dust ‘tween ya teeth fo’ ‘tleast a couple o’

days.” A farfolk halfling snorts.

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Somewhere in Arcas, a Snow Elf chuckles and a Gobo laughs.

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Daisy Applefoot the halfling sighs as she watches the fighting from her burrow in Brandybrook “Le’ us pray ter Lord Knox tha’ t’is figh’in' doesn' become ah bloodeh world war, as his’oreh is so apt ter do.”

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Aesilnoth smiles. Plunging his blade into three separate imperial invaders, sending them back to their god. ”Foolish Valah, this is the only outcome of your aggression.”   

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“The Imperials truly are lacking in mental capacity. Victory has blessed the elves, and may GOD continue to bless them so,” Henry Staunton proudly requests.

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Wargoth Murak’Gorkil was in Krugmar, sparring and training with his Clansmen, teaching them the proper use of polearms when in battle.  He received the news from a courier Goblin, grinning and continuing his training.  He has faith in his allies.

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Varan Atmorice Whistles in Snow Elven

 

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Thalion Araen Drakon would be within the wilderness of Fenn; steadily getting closer to Tahu’lareh. As he returned from his travels he would hear the war horns echo through the vast snow tipped mountains around him signalling a timely return. “and so it begins” he would mutter under his helmet as he began to whistle to himself in Snow Elven

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