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The morning of the next day was met with a quiet murmuring in the Troodon, people suffering the consequences of their revelry and facing the sobering realization that the nightmare from before would eventually repeat if they continued. Everyone had gotten a message from the Astral Blade’s council representative that a memorial service would be held that evening and the names of any fallen should be forwarded to them for the service. A black cloud settled over most of the Players even as the sound of the market opening and the town springing to life with the calls of workers and neighbors alike contrasted their mood vividly. 

Outside the Troodon, the market was a flurry of activity. Between the open stalls and shops, the day laborers hauling shipments back and forth from the docks, and the town guard making rounds, Reliquia was a flurry of activity early in the morning. Some eager Players were already stocking up for a foray into the forest just outside the city limits, eager to test out their new tricks.

Willow for her part, rose with the morning sun and immediately sent out a message to the guild.

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Before everyone strikes out on anything, lets meet up for breakfast to figure everything out. Cece, I have a partial translation for you. I’ll be waiting in the Troodon tavern so find me when you can.[/color][/quote]

She pulled up her spells as she waited, munching on bread and fruit as she cried inside about the [i]3000[/i] renn it cost her. But she would be better equipped to keep her allies alive on the field and that was all that mattered. Though her pocket book didn’t agree. 

There was lots to do today, the top of the list unearthing another quest line and the Guild focusing on clearing the bonus boosted quest. Followed by figuring out who will take over their paper work responsibilities and who is the representative at the Council gatherings. Willow let her head plop down on the table and sigh.Why was this so complicated? Why did everything go so wrong?

Well, no need to dwell for now. She opened Ceceila’s message from last night to stare at the writing. The system automatically translated most of the words. [i]Ascend upon a well of stars[/i] and then a few extra words but she wasn’t sure what they meant. Maybe they could talk to the Shamans and ask about it.