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[h1] Kosara
Home Base, Southern Moor[/h1][/center]

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A short rest was something Kosara had believed she was allowed after her work of the day, attempting to further defend her and her Servant’s territory from the threat of that grand fire she had seen. But work is never over. A tingle on the edge of her senses. A feeling of foreboding, a premonition of death. 

A call from her own servant through their karmic link, mentally transmitting the situation to her. The frown on her face deepened as she considered her options, before swiftly deciding on her path.

[b]“By the order of my Command Seal, Rider, return to me.”[/b]

A defensive battle against an invading army.

Perfect.