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[Color=crimson]Time:[/color] Afternoon
[Color=crimson]Location:[/color] River Port
[Color=crimson]Interaction:[/color] Carneylus [@Dezuel][/center]

Valaeon had not expected the girl demihuman to return so soon. He gave her a toothy grin as he tilted his head to show off the horns on his head. 

[Color=crimson]"Eat well and yours will end even better than they already are. Even better than mine! Be grateful to your youth as you have many more years to grow those already impressive horns.!"[/color] The dragonborn was always one to be positive to the youth as they would be next to hold the burdens left by the previous generations. 

Carneylus' mention of rooms to stay in and food to eat for the arriving rebels caused him to nod in agreement. The girl's inquiry on the subject caused him to put on a serious face. A child knowing this information was troublesome. Her allegiance was fickle at most. He had to inform her of how important it was that she keep the arriving rebels a secret by going down to her level of thinking

[Color=crimson]"Not a word of this, young one... or I shall bull rush you! Unlike Carneylus I can keep my word!"[/color] He lowered his large horns to have them point at her before lifting his head with a smile. [Color=crimson]"Now let's feast! I will buy! And we will continue planning while filling out stomachs Carneylus! You may come too young one!"[/color]
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[Center][Color=crimson]Time:[/color] Next Day, Afternoon
[Color=crimson]Location:[/color] River Port
[Color=crimson]Interaction:[/color] Carneylus [@Dezuel][/center]

Valaeon had worked and ate with Carneylus and his young friend in finding a suitable location for those of the rebellion that might not have a place to stay. They had managed to rent out a few old boathouses a quarter mile out of town. Each had an open bay room and any beds the two could acquire. The living arrangement was spacious but there would be little to no privacy in the bay rooms. It was expensive, but to Valaeon, it was worth it in reclaiming Avalia from the Lich.

He a lot of labor to tend to this morning, so having an extravagant night was off the table. He had gotten wind of a few travelers coming into town. One had stood out simply due to how loud he was. Someone even claimed he was louder than Valaeon… by Bahamut's platinum scales, that would be a person he would certainly have to meet. He was able to get a name. 

[Color=crimson][i]Legolas… Certainly an elf...[/i][/color]

At the moment Valaeon was carrying two large crates stacked atop each other with contents unknown to anyone but himself and whoever had provided him with them. He was headed to the boathouses.