Ivana: Oh, look it's our accomplices from Illidred! Say hello!

Paladin: Hello! What brings you to...well whatever this place is?

Ivana: Why, to see you of course. How is the war, I hear it grows bloodier every day. If you need a few soldiers, I'm sure you can use a few of the men from Mauverton. Or, they could be good use for target practice too. My brother can be the first volunteer.

Adrian: I will not be used for target practice! I've done that once when you were twelve and never again!

Lucian: I thought we came here for some old town records?

Ervrya: You did, but I neglected to tell my companions.

Paladin: Won't be needed Ms. Harper and why didn't you say anything? *hurt face at Ervrya.*

Aldreon: Because she's a lying shrew?

Adrian: Watch your tongue, elf. One does not speak to a beautiful woman like that.

Ivana: *facepalm* Don't even think about playing the hero, Adrian. Ervyra's capable of beating this elf to the ground if she wanted to.

Lucian: *scoffs* Anyone can beat an elf to the ground. Especially this elf.

Ervrya: Ivanna is correct and by the way, *glances at Aldreon* You forgot emotionless. Now, we have the records here...

Aldreon: Care to test that cripple? *tosses dagger out of its sheath*

Ivana: Ah yes, any news of this- LUCIAN WHAT ON EARTH PUT THAT DUST BACK!

Lucian: Aldreon, I wouldn't get into fights you wouldn't win. I have magic, and you have- what? A little butter knife? *sprinkles a single dust on the ground, causing a small explosion*

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A joint account between @Smilies  the author of Furtive Affairs and @JamieBlackmarr author of The Illidred Chronicles.

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