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For Nytia:
They had travelled two weeks north, yet had only covered a distance of fifty miles. Every day they moved only slowly, studying the wildlife of Paradisia, which to them, with the notable exception of Nytia, was completely new.
The myriads of birds which greeted them each morning were like a rainbow flying by, so colorful they were. Gweanna, oldest of the group at fifty three years of age was well versed in the arts of soothsaying. Her specialty was reading the flight of birds, yet with the birds of these parts she was unfamiliar.
"Come here Nytia!" she called. "What do you make of the flight of that flock of birds. I'm not sure but their movements do not bode well."
OOC: pm Larry.
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