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"Sounds ter me loike somone's been 'ittin' the poipe ter 'ard.the drunken Gnome says with a chortle.

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Callax accepts the blossom into his barked hand and then lays it gently onto the ground. He whispers something and his eyes flash a soft green glow. Instantly, a stem forms and pushes the blossom inches from the ground. Leaves form and the blossom gleams, Callax smiles at his work.

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*The blossom opens wide with life restored, a sweet smell of its flowery sent fills the air and it begins to glow softly with unknown magic. After a few moments it begins to fold inward again, The scent disperses and the aura fades. The blossom closes and shrinks back into a bud. A few more seconds and the bud begins to get smaller as if being sucked into the stem until all that is left is the stem.....After a few more minutes the stem not having a source to guide its existence disperses in small particles of magic. No feeling of death or remorse as if it hadn't happened yet.

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Callax inclines one brow and furrows the other as he watches the blossom do so, then he eyes his hands. "What in the bloody... Did I do something wrong? How peculiar..." He hurumphs.

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Eldon blinks at the magic flower. "Per'aps Oi'm the one been smokin' ter much poipeweed... 'ey, didn' tha' there riddle say somethin' abou' toime? Future, pas', presen' 'n all tha'? Oi believe tha's moi area o' expertise." he finishes with a slight chuckle.

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Callax's expression perks up as if a torch had appeared above his head. He nearly springs to his feet, but decides to stay seated in stead; a smirk lays across his face.

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Leyun took the note as it was passed to her and read it quietly. "It sounds like a riddle about finding what has been lost to time." Leyun commented as she examined the note.

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 Callax enters the moot circle, glancing around. No one must have noticed his departure earlier.  "Druids! I bring to you all a very important event!" He clears his throat, taking the center of the moot circle. "I've just spoken to Zhadaar, one of the Kharajyr. He's brought to us a great chance to bring  vibrant life unto the realm! Due to some event I know naught of, the Kharajyr people have moved from their previous island to an area near the old Salvus. They wish for our aid in growing them a new jungle for themselves and their Gy'waka birds to dwell in." He glances around the Circles of Druids, taking in their mutterings. "This task will require a few, more experiencd Druids for the major task of the jungle's growth. Though, any and all of the rest of ye are welcomed to join along with us and provide natural aid to our growth."

He pauses a few moments, scratching at the side of his beard, "I ask to see the Wolf Druid, Seed Druid, and Shroom Druid soon. Perhaps even the Song Druid and Spirit Druid if ye can make it. We should embark upon this great task in no more than TWO Elven Days! All of ye, please be ready. I'll release to ye later when and where we shall meet before this great task. Thankee."

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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