Gioberto did not touch the food. Instead he took a closer look at the girl besides him. As he turned his head he noticed something that put a smile on his tired face. The girl beside him wasn’t just any girl. It was Amaranta. His old friend. He had known her ever since the beginning. 

[color=8882be]“It is good to see you too friend, I am sorry that I did not notice you when I entered, my eyesight is not what it used to be. And yes, the trip here was less than comfortable. But it is very important that the meeting is held on neutral ground, which the monastery offers us.”
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Before he could say anything else another young girl entered the room. It looked like she was from Ata’Halne but he wasn’t sure. He was about to greet her but Amaranta got first. Soon after a man, noticeably older than the girls, entered the room. He was tall and muscular.

[color=8882be]“Greetings, friend. You are Lance D’phiarllin of Ebberon, right?”[/color]