Alexander stated hard at the myr. Slowly, the corners of his lips begin the rise. Returning to his cheerful self, he backs away and throws his arms open wide like he was going to hug the myr. "[color=598527]Glory to you, child of Mirrodin! I remember the debates as a young boy about the intelligence of the myr. You are proof all my peers were wrong. A true testament to your kind.[/color]" Alexander said with great excitement. Dropping he arms, he quickly moves to grab a stool ladder.

A woman wearing a crimson red dress with black trimmings enters the tavern. After looking around at the tavern bard, who was in the middle of magically changing her outfit, she comes and takes a seat on the stool next to Laneslot opposite of Two-one. She looks at the Cardinal of Calamity and proudly addresses him, "[color=ed1c24]So, Are you supposed to be my contact? I am not sure why the church does not want to keep this in house, but wanted the meeting here[/color]." She offers her right hand to Laneslot.

Alexander rapidly returns with the stool ladder and sets it up. He quickly climbs and pulls a polished metal bottle from the highest shelf. Decending the ladder, he grabs two wine glasses and returns to Two-one. He explains, "[color=598527]I think think the Izzet here keep clean water flowing well, but it has never tasted right.[/color]" He pours a small amount of blue water that seemed to glint in the light like it was metallic into both wine glass. He hands one of the the glasses to Two-One, "[color=598527]I have to say it does not have that healthy metallic taste like it had on Mirrodin. So, What do Myr use as names?[/color]"

Spotting the woman in crimson sit next to Laneslot, He moves and hands the wine glass he poured for himself to her. Smiling he says, "[color=598527]Look, Victoria! There is a myr![/color]"

She looked surprised at Alexander's excitement. She takes the wine glass with the blue metallic liquid with her left hand and asks, "[color=ed1c24]Are you making myr now, Alex?[/color]"

"[color=598527]No! It's a planeswalker! Can you not feel its spark?![/color]" ALexander exclaims as he pours himself a new glass. He raises the glass. The metallic blue fluid swirled, "[color=598527]To Mirrodin Restored![/color]" He took the liquid in a single gulp. Victoria mimicked him with enthusiasm, "[color=ed1c24]To Mirrodin Liberated!!![/color]"

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