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[color=steelblue]"Duly noted, Mr. Thaddeus. Please do stay safe."[/color] He bid the Mesmer farewell and began counting the passing seconds. The sailor had suggested that they enter after 15 minutes at the least, but if felt like hours as they waited. He could only imagine how a battle between a Mesmer and Nemnon would look like. Likely worthy of a tale sung by the capital's best bards he guessed. A hand to his shoulder would bring his focus back on reality. Shina had asked how she looked as a wild elf. Their warrior had commented that Shina looked like a proper elf. [color=steelblue]"I agree with our warrior. If I didn't know any better, I would have guessed that you were a natural born wild elf."[/color] He smiled slightly before resuming his counting. It was nearing their time to enter the woods as instructed.

A hushed prayer to the Makers escaped his lips as they prepared to enter the Thousand Year Old Woods.