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OOC>>Don't worry, Larry. I didn't even join the attack on the Modding Mage. Ooh, fun and games. IC>>
GALADRIA (sees Eliza blush and turn away) "Oh, come now! 'Tis easy to see. This poor youngling, who couldn't hurt a fly, is obviously the center of intrigues spun by either you, your father, this Dalben, or some other agency that we know naught of. Perhaps some combination of these? But, these are all considerable powers. Why should you, in your silks and jewels and fine boots, who would, I deem, in the normal course of things, pay her no more mind than some stray dog in your path, waste so much of your time in seeking her out? Someone has sent you, holding out I know what offers of love or power. Little else would appeal to such as you." (looks back at Sorsha happily riding Gold Top. She makes a fine picture in a robe that she found in a chest in the cave, many shades of blue, one of which matches her eyes precisely, against the golden horse with the cloudless sky behind them. She smiles)(to Eliza again) "I have heard you oft moan in your sleep, calling after this Raymond. Is this what sends you forth? A promise to him or of him, mayhap?"
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