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[h1][b][i][color=Lavender]Skaoi Silverveil[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color][color=Lavender]Location:[/color] Manuscriptorium[/center]
[color][color=Lavender]Skills:[/color] [/center]
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Skaoi followed the young lad along the winding trail back through the Manuscriptorium. The girl had been a curiosity and one she could ill afford at this current point in time. The Sickenesse was in dire need of curing, and she had been distracted. Though the reasoning behind it was sound, Skaoi would give herself that. As Emma asked if she could keep a secret the pale Eastern Snow Plains native nodded slowly.

[color=Lavender]"I can keep a secret."[/color] The pale woman agreed. Goodness knows she had a good few herself. Secrets that would never been told and taken to her grave. Though as Emma continued, Skaoi found it rather useless. So this Ms. Rincewind and the CHS were arguing over the Extra Ordinary Wizard? With that status and grandeur it seemed things got interesting. But in all reality, what did that information do to help her. [color=Lavender]"I hope she is well."[/color] Skaoi admitted, worried herself about the ExtraOrdinary Wizard.+-

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[center] [h1][b][i][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/i][/b][/h1] [/center]
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[color=Olive]Location:Great Hall 9F[/color] [/center]
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Richard turned, raising a brow at Thalia. [color=Olive]"Thalia, my dear..."[/color] The Adder chuckled darkly as he studied the group they had left. [color=Olive]"Do I look as though I care she is 'older' than myself? Age is nothing in the grand scheme of things. It is what you do with it. Halley may well be older, but that does not excuse rudeness."[/color] It was a true enough fact. Richard never did bother with the small details.

Turning back to his path the man sighed and ran a hand through his hair. [color=Olive]"I was nice, dear."[/color] The mutant noted with a forlorn sigh. [color=Olive]"Or as nice as I can afford to be. I need my edge right now, wife. There is a threat and I will see that it is dealt with. For you, our child, and all you both hold dear."[/color] And he would. Richard was protective, but he was a father and a husband first. Unless you tossed in his sister, then you tacked brother right up there with the rest.

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[h1][b][i][color=CadetBlue]Grimspound[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=CadetBlue]Location: OUtside Wizard Tower[/color][/center]
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Grimspound watched the clouds above him as he mussed on the fact he had been foolish enough to press a woman to this length of annoyance. But then again it wouldn't have been the first time. Goodness knows why his mother hadn't developed grey hair yet! Looking up at the woman who was knelt next to him, Grimspound flashed a shaky and pained grin. Crossing his legs at the knee and with a good deal of effort and pain hooked his hands behind his neck.

[color=CadetBlue]"Learning to fly. It's all very exciting."[/color] The man wheezed as air was introduced back to his lungs. Chuckling to himself, Grimspound winked at Zekarra and tip a faux hat that was not really there. [color=CadetBlue]"Grimspound is the name. And I may, or may not, have annoyed one wielder of Gandr. Rune, was it? Lovely woman if a bit set in her ways and stubborn, but that's hardly her fault. I just tend to think outside the box."[/color] Wincing the man's smile faultered. [color=CadetBlue]"Know anyone who can Heal? I think that may be a pressing matter right now."[/color]