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[color=Palegreen]Time[/color]: Late morning 
[color=Lightblue]Location[/color]: Roshmi city
[color=Palegreen]Interactions[/color]: [@Dezuel]
[color=Lightblue]Ambiance[/color]: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Osajnmj2msU]Rescue operation[/url]

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Ilan was enjoying his performance. It had been some time since he had played his lyre in front of a crowd. Thankfully he still possessed the guts to be the center of attention for a song or two. Something rare for the usually timid and shy faun. His enjoyment was abruptly cut short. A tall light elf barged up to him in a fit of rage. His anger didn't fit his beautiful countenance. In a way it made him even more frightening. He stared at Ilan with icy eyes, angry for a reason he didn't understand. He wasn't doing anything wrong...
When he tried to grab his lyre Ilan snapped out of his thoughts. Despite the fear coursing through him he wouldn't let go of his precious instrument. The man was too strong and Ilan was scared his lyre would break. But if he let go the man would probably destroy it regardless. He felt hopeless. Why was he doing this? He was having such a great time just moments ago. 

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He tried to reason with him to no avail. Tears were starting to well up in his eyes. Ilan quickly glanced at the crowd, to see if there was a familiar face who could hel....

An arrow flew past the head of the governor. Ilan immediately ducked down scared there would be more. Ilan watched wide eyed at what happened next. A tall centaur came to his aid, addressing the Governor in his loud booming voice. Ilan recognized that voice! It was Regulus. Creatures of the forest began to attack the governors soldiers. They were here to rescue him! A lot of things happened at once. Regulus shielded him from the Governor. Ilan had by now let go of his lyre, overwhelmed at everything that was going on around him. He watched the tall centaur who stood between him and the light elf. It made him think of the way his older brother Vanasi sometimes got him out of trouble.

Regulus flung a honey cake at the Governor to which Ilan had to stifle a laugh, despite of everything that had just happened. He allowed the centaur to lead him away from the commotion, holding onto his hand tightly. He glanced over his shoulder once, just in time to see a distorted cloaked figure fly up into the air, carrying something which looked like his lyre. He silently praised the Gods as he struggled to keep up with Regulus. Hopefully they could hide out somewhere safe.       

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