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Brendon Grey
Suddenly, recollection hit Brendon, and he remembered the name as well as her part in the story that he had read. Dropping his bow to the ground, he walked up for a closer look.
"Yes! I do remember your part in the story of the Mage's Tower. If I remember, you were in a hurry to go somewhere, and never returned. From what I read...it does not seem to be true that you were ever close to the Mad One. You seemed to have your own plans. Yet here you are now! Yet, you seem to be misinformed. The Devouring Wind is from another tale in another part of this world. We are after the Hunge that Mr. Cyril Nightblade left to grow in the ground. It is a Hunger that kills all that tread in the valley of the Mage's runied tower. Noone has even looted the remains of that hellacious place! For all our sakes, I hope to never even be in the same game as the Devouring Wind. So...anyway...why are you here? To venture with us? Did you leave your purse in the tower when you left in such a hurry? You want us to help you get there so you can have all the treasure to yourself?"
OOC>>>Sorry Cyril...my last OOC post was really meant as a sarcastic humorous post...with no real intent of pace setting intended. I just wanted to make Mistral squirm with nervousness...you understand... [img]smile.gif[/img]
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