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THE CONCORD OF ST. TYLOS


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Isabella Fa'alua Fahrazad held the proclamation to her chest. It's pages were kissed by the ruby pendant of the Wolf hung about the haggard farfolk's neck . Five Decades; I suppose that will have to do, hm? The Sorceress turned the Crimson jewelry about to inspect its face. It felt like nothing at all, but when we were younger I was aching for the day... a weak, wrinkled smile graced Isabella's face, if even briefly, before dropping the pendant back to rest We'll have to celebrate another time, the clock is still ticking. 

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