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[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=pink]Cuyler Eysteinsson[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=pink]Location: The Palace Library[/color] 
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Cuyler looked at the other people in the room. This just became increasingly hard, not to mention the obvious urine smell coming from Cuyler. He sighed and looked at them apologetic. 
[color=pink]”There was an incident with a child and needing to use the washroom immediately. I would have gone to wash but…”[/color] He fell off as he looked directly at Arya. [color=pink]”I wanted to say sorry for… everything earlier.”[/color] Honestly, where did he even start?
He looked at Queen Valda and bowed respectively. He was certain he should have done that as soon as he walked in the room but well, his priorities were elsewhere. Not in being a proper gentleman. He looked over at Rowland and smiled at him. 
[color=pink]”Good to see you again Rowland.”[/color] It had been some time since Cuyler had seen the old Wizard. He wondered where he had drifted off too. He looked back at Arya and shoved his hands into his pockets. He was still very much young compared to not only Arya’s age but her maturity and knowledge as well. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#006400]Amarantha[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#006400]Location:[/color] The Library ---> The Palace Hallways ---> The Palace Boat Launch 
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Finally, after traipsing through the hallways yet again after delivering a little boy to his playmate, Amarantha and Lennox made it out to the Palace Boat Launch. There was also this little matter of falling over seemingly nothing and hitting the ground, hard. Amarantha sprung up quickly though, her face undamaged and looked over at Lennox. There was minor twinkle in his eyes but he said nothing, which was wise of him. Amarantha merely leveled him with a look that forbade him to tell anyone even on pain of death. 
Stepping outside into the brilliant sun, Amarantha noted Prince Mryus and his sister speaking closely and she nodded to Lennox to fan out and guard the royals. Titan was on the other side of the door, observing something in the distance before his eyes roved again. He quickly acknowledged Amarantha’s presence but remained focused. She smiled, pleased he was taking this seriously. 
Amarantha took up position as well, remaining present to give even more protection to the royals conversing. She also slipped off her shoes, deciding they were the culprits from earlier. She hooked her fingers into them and crossed her arms, looking all around them and listened to every single sound in the area, daring even a bird to get to close to the royals so she could take it out. 

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#1E90FF]Ahote Proudstar[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=#1E90FF]Location: Snake Slipway[/color]
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Surprisingly, both Arnora and Grimspound followed him to the site of commotion. They had after all just met but he knew there was a reckless, adventurous side within Grimspound that he wouldn’t be able to ignore. Arnora coming along was a blessing as well. If things got out of hand, it would be nice to have another backup. 
The wedding was the furthest thing from Ahote’s mind as Grimspound got the crowd riled up again and they started throwing rocks. He rolled his eyes, exasperated and stepped up just as Arnora did as well. Ahote reached out and grabbed onto one of the assailants arms. 
[color=#1E90FF]”I think that is enough,”[/color] he said. His voice remained level but there was still an authority to it. He wasn’t from this land but he was able to pick up on the basics of their language and speak it. He still had his heavy accent but his meaning would be made clear with his actions even if they couldn’t understand him. [color=#1E90FF]”This violence, death, will not end your [b]Sickenesse[/b] as you call it. Why kill when you can research what the cause is. You want to make a difference, do that.”[/color] He dropped the man’s arm and took a step back. He looked around the crowd now, addressing them all. 
[color=#1E90FF]”This [b]Magyk[/b] you use here, that is not the [b]Sickenesse[/b] it is not the problem. If you allow it, it can be a rather beautiful thing,”[/color] he said and glanced over at Arnora, remembering her ice from earlier. [color=#1E90FF]”[b]Magyk[/b] is not the disease, this [b]Sickenesse[/b] is.”[/color] He spoke with passion in his voice. Ahote wasn’t expecting everyone to roll over but even a few could sway the many.