[@Darkmoon Angel]
[@Hawlin]
[@Lord Zee]
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[i]The Storyteller reached High Council Hill to find only Arandur was present. They exchanged pleasantries, but Arandur adamantly refused to talk business until the other champions arrived. Then Sadron arrived and exchanged more pleasantries, similarly stubborn (but less explicit) about his refusal to talk business until the others arrived. There seemed to be a bit of tension over what happened at the last Council, but no one explicitly stated what caused it. Meanwhile, Kaite and Tiberius arrived, and while Kaite was reluctant to join the group, Tiberius got straight to the point and joined up.[/i]
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"So, uh, I got your letter," Sir Tiberius Longshadow blurted out. Sadron looked at Tiberius and sized him up. The corner of his mouth turned up slightly. "Excellent. Join us," Sadron murmured through his pipe. He winked at the young man and gestured for him to sit in one of the chairs.

"I've heard stories about you, young man. You're quite a remarkable fellow. Did you really defend Miss Evergleam from armed challengers with your bare hands, or was that a popular exaggeration?"