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[h2]Thymund White[/h2]
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Thymund would fold the letter after reading it, sliding the parchment into what would appear to be thin air. He had been summoned by Falk to the Dark tower. How convenient it was that a person of interest was heading the same direction. Kaeleer Savant, A general if Thymund remembered correctly, was making his way to the highroads. Jessamine did not often show interest in people. When she did it was normally nothing of consequence, however it also never lasted for long. This individual had broken these bounds and in doing so had captured Thymund’s attention. 

Thymund would notice that he was not being sneaky around the same time the individual spotted him. Without secrecy there was little point in attempting to change face. Thymund would begin to approach Kaeleer openly. He was on the path Thymund had to take, and why travel alone? “What an interesting face to see so far away from home.” Thymund’s usual tone would crisp the air as he spoke near Kaeleer. “A pleasure to know that it is a familiar one, Kaeleer. I wonder if you are going to the same place I am.” Thymund would say after allowing Kaeleer to see who is speaking to him. If Kaeleer did not stop walking, Thymund would keep pace so long as his path stayed on course with the Dark tower.