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[b][color=6ecff6]Season:[/color][/b] Late Fall/Early Winter
[b][color=6ecff6]Time Of Day:[/color][/b] Early Evening
[b][color=6ecff6]Weather:[/color][/b] Cool air, some clouds, air is clean - Thank what ever god you worship
[b][color=6ecff6]General Ambiance:[/color][/b] Tense, it is just tense everywhere.  
[b][color=6ecff6]Location:[/color][/b] Hamlet of Salarn in the region of Gorlf just south of the Orc Settlement of Yzewz
[b][color=6ecff6]Setting:[/color][/b] Salarn

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	"Ah, see, see," Yomdi said poking Keystone in the stomach. "Much to learn, much to learn!" he exclaimed excitedly. Tugging on each of their hands, he pulled them further into the temple, through doors and down stairs. Deeper and further they went until they were in a black marble round room lined with candles.

	"All air, all gas, all wind," he said as he jumped around in a jovial fashion. Raising his hands I  the air and down, spinning about like a child trying to make oneself dizzy. He did indeed do such and nearly toppled over before a gust of wind caught him and steadied him. 

	"Harness all wind, learn to breath through every pore, is not just in and out," he said before breathing in deeply and exhaling. "All breathe... you must BREATHE!!!" 

	Looking at both he smiled, resting his hands before him; his eyes darting back and forth between the two. "Come, come, throw something," he challenged with a cheeky curl to his lips.

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a187be][center]Kyra Altham[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] The Stockades, then tavern
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Marcus, then rest of group
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	As they left Kyra lowered her bow and slung it over her shoulder as she dropped the arrow back into its quiver. Marcus stood there eying here as if he was about to command her death right then and there.

	"I don't care which kingdom anyone represents, this is my town," he grumbled.

	[color=a187be]"Not for long,"[/color] Kyra hissed as she walked by him and back towards the tavern. She normally wouldn't step into such matters but is Ash drug her over and he knew Sana, she knew something was off. 

	Making her way back to the tavern she was careful not to breath too deeply, the stench had cleared out for the most part but she wasn't risking it. Seeing Sundros, Lucan and Lob there she let out a sigh of relief. Seemed things were turning into a party, resistance is futile.