[center][h2]Damian Gerard|Iron Enigma Seating[/h2][/center]
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Damian shook his head and decided he was wasting his time. [color=FireBrick]"Daughter or not, my point stands. If she wanted you to know, she wouldn't have left. You can expect a visit from my guild in the near future, Guild Master of Iron Enigma."[/color] And with that, Damian walked away and returned to his own seating area, taking a seat near the top and leaning forward and seething. Without anything concrete, he couldn't whoop any kind of ass for answers. And at this juncture, that was something of his only option. [color=FireBrick]"We'll find you Mithera..."[/color]