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Alrighty, Pio and others, I have gotten the fellow/galship (take that, political correctness!) to the outskirts of Jacobe's Run. Everdawn, if the description of the village is not to your liking, please say so. Also, everyone else, I did take some liberties with other characters, and have engaged them in a bit of sporting, on-trek/track fun. I think Idruil's starting to feel like the 'ice' has been broken between him and everyone else, here's to hoping they feel the same.
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"What mortal feels not awe/Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
-Aeschylus, Song of the Furies
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