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	When Urag came up to shake hands with Allard, he returned the handshake with a powerful one of his own, locking eyes with him and placing a strong hand on his shoulder. [color=9ACD32]"Urag... Never doubt yur strength lad. You are powerful, but ya still have plenty of room ta grow. Continue ta strive ta be on top, and you will have tha power ta overcome any danger brought ta you or this town."[/color]  As for the elder's comment, he wasn't quite sure how to respond. [color=9ACD32]"She has helped stop the bleeding of wounds no healer could touch."[/color] he replied in a lower quieter to him. [color=9ACD32]"I owe her a great debt."[/color]


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	Dremmick's looked the pompous man up and down, then looked at the group of lackeys behind him, preparing to draw their blades. [color=A52A2A]"Know my place, hmm? My place would be following my duty, would it not? [i]As I'm sure yours [b]should[/b] be as well.[/i] Tell me...."[/color], Dremmick started, his eyes widening as they started to glow from behind the darkness of hos hood and muffler, [color=A52A2A]"how many men are you willing to send to their death for your foolish 'matters of royalty'?"[/color] The bandages on his arm started to turn red as well.

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