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[indent][color=silver]These people were entirely confusing.

First they were talking about renting bodies, which was the strangest way to describe labor that the Padjal had ever heard, and then Kajin had stormed into the room to confront Tillman.  The Lalafellow had said not to follow, yet Kikipu seemed eager to do just that.

Oddly enough, the crazy Lalafellow was the one who seemed to have the best suggestion.  Which was, keep an eye on the caravan whilst the others confronted Tillman. [color=snow]"Good idea,"[/color] the youth remarked, picking up his shepherd's crook and following along his blue haired companion.

The atmosphere surrounding the Silver Bazaar was quite different from anything that the boy had experienced in the Twelveswood.  Not that he'd seen much of the Twelveswood either.  The Seedseer Council like to keep itself cloistered at Stillglade Fane.  It was a welcome respite to be assigned a task outside Gridania, and not a common cause to be certain.

Now, he was here.  Outside the Twelveswood, seeing the world for the wonder that it was.  He could feel the elementals, here as much as in Gridania.  It made him wonder why the Pact of Gelmorra continued to bind his people to their sacred forest, rather than seek broader understanding of the world around them -- the world in which the elementals were as inextricably bound as any of them.

Particularly with the changes brought about by the Calamity.[/color][/indent]