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Old 09-19-2002, 02:02 PM   #22
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Khelek and Ancalimon had agreed to their ship assignments. 'Thank the One for that!' she said. Pio rolled up the diagram and stored it safely away.

The shadow of the mast had grown long, and day was tending toward evening. She wondered how Levanto had done on the extra task she had set him.

The murmur of soft voices drifted up from the deck, where Ancalimon, Kali, the hobbits and Bird sat in the last of the sun and spoke about tomorrow's mission. Khelek sat a little to the side, writing in a journal, and occasionally speaking to Veritas, lying on her back, arms beneath her head, the very image of elven indolence.

Angara was perched once again on the mast, looking smugly at the elf. Pio's brow furrowed a little, and her eyes narrowed as she looked up at the dragon. 'Now what mischief has she wrought?'

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