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[b][color=be003a]Time:[/color][/b] 11am
[b][color=be003a]Location:[/color][/b] Sorian Festival
[b][color=be003a]Interactions:[/color][/b] Sadie Camilia [@Potter]

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Clearly, Varian royalty was the type that could entertain a conversation. This was something that Lyra was grateful for, since the Captain had left her to her own devices earlier. [color=be003a]"I am from another place, yes. I am from the kingdom of Baltyria. It's very far away from Sorian, so I would be surprised if you had heard of it before."[/color] Baltyria. A kingdom of stone and brass, months away both by sea and land. It is an old place that has stood against time longer than most. The kingdom is quiet, and older legends tend to speak of it as a cursed kingdom where bad things tend to gravitate. One could easily connect this with the fact that Baltyria's history is closely guarded; very rarely does anyone leave the kingdom, let along go to it. It is a place of enigma long since forgotten by the kingdoms of today.

Very few people have even heard of it. And even fewer people know what the word "Baltyria" translates to in the language spoken today.

[color=be003a]"The food here? It is simply lovely. The city is beautiful, and I cannot think of anything to say against it."[/color] The General could tell that Sadie yearned for a bite of the food that was being sold in the market stalls, and held out her snack, offering the princess a bite or two. She turned her body towards the girl and gave her a smile. [color=be003a]"You must be famished after a long journey. Tell me, how have you enjoyed your time here yourself, princess?"[/color]

If either she or Verrick were particularly observant, they might've noticed her eyes were a shade of red, like fresh blood from a wound, or the color of a rose...

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