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The wyvern took to patrolling the border this night since he was unable to sleep so many thoughts on how to proceed, on how he was going to mourn his people that would-. His golden eyes narrowed at a thin line of red among all the greenery, then a shout. With a huff, Nord carefully angled himself down, and landed a few feet in getting of the canine.

"Welcome." The Baron rumbled, "This is the Emerald Isles, to what do we owe the honor of your visit?"

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