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— Brennan Keep —[/center]

He drew his sword in a flash of rune engraved steel. His eyes had narrowed at the mention of the Dark Lady, presumed to be the same one that had been spotted by the fairies. And then Another thought struck him.

"We can speak more on this Dark Lady soon. I'll make my attempt to free the earl of this enchantment before any others, It would be unfortunate if I were to disturb their workings. Did this dark Lady leave anything behind? A gift of jewellery perhaps?"

He felt the familiar hunger as it tugged at his meagre reserve of mana. If it was the same person then it was possible that whatever was afflicting the Earl may have a sigil similar to that which was on the tree.