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A dimunitive and elderly looking lady walks up to the sealed doors of the Temple. She thought to herself about times past when this temple was a mecha of hope. Now the gardens are slowly being taken back by the good creatures of the forest. The doors magically sealed from within will open when Aeries follower's return, and at such a dark time for the people below they need to return. The leaders of the temple off on quests and personal errands the congration just fell apart. She walks to up the marble stair's to the to the huge crystaline door's and places a wreath of freshly picked wild flowers at the base of the door. "May the be giuded and have safe journey's so they may be brought to us in our time of need" The eldery lady turns as a tear falls from her eye, saddend that such a wonderful group has departed as quickly as they came. She walks down the stairs and back to the dusty road and to her home.
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