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Syllana Lyun'akal stood in her new office, looking out to the front of the clinic from the wonderful view. "Now this. . . is home." She said to herself. A city of grandeur like this was what she quite enjoyed. A city of silver was home to her. . .and her close friends by her side. "Cheers to a new age." The Mali'thill held up her glass, smiling to herself. 

Benedetta picked up the flyer and laughed. "Awwe, a poor lonely ISA man. Sounds like the rest of them..." Her eyes focused on the poor drawing. "Well, this is just awfully sad that this poor women had to make flyers." She said, dropping the flyer and walking off, a smile of pure amusement on her face.