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Roy opened his mouth to answer Perrine's question, but Henk beat him to the punch. And then some. And then some more. "But ya don't need a tracker. Ya got one right 'ere," he reminded the group, slightly annoyed that they already seemed keen to ditch him. Fat luck they'd have in his absence...

Roy grinned as he hopped down from the driver's seat of the heavy-duty cart, his boots impacting the mud with a wet squelching sound. "Welcome to sunny Garramarisma, bruces and sheilas. Hope ya like the view, because it's all you'll be lookin' at for the foreseeable future. Best get used to it...

Such insolence among the ranks these days. Sepia sighed and sank back into her chair as the trio made their exit. By Kress, Dreadlords in the old Vel Anir were likely to be disrespectful as well, but at least it came from a place of ambition and ignorance for whom they were dealing with. Back...

A small *hmph* escaped Sepia as she reclined back into her chair, snatching up her tea to drink from it once more. Salak would be one to watch, that much was certain. "Fret not for your students nor your wages, proctors. All shall be taken care of generously, I assure you." That much was a...

The Archon's patience was being tried by this impudent proctor. Any humor in her vibrant stare quickly drained away. Tendrils of her hair began to subtly rise with a seeming life of their own. "Do you take me for an amateur, Proctor? Do you think I do not know how to handle monstrosities? That I...

Sepia's eyebrow twitched at Salak's outburst, her expression falling flat. Goodness, the Dreadlords of the republic had no respect for their betters. No sense of flair, either. "I don't recall mentioning profit margins, Proctor," she replied flatly. Surprisingly enough, it was the Urahil...

Vibrant, inhuman eyes scanned over the trio of Dreadlords that had assembled, and Sepia smiled, a soft hum in the back of her throat. Truly the revolutionaries must have been stretched thin if this was the ragtag group that the Guard had scraped together on her behalf. How she loathed that the...

What a curious world full of fantastical life Arethil was. The sprawling diversity of its species was something that ever churned in the mind of Archon Sepia Galleus. How she yearned for the days of her youth, venturing out into the that wild frontier to see the great spectacles that the...