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[color=gray][sub][right][color=white][b]Location:[/b][/color] Uhladein, Eastern Marches
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[color=593FFF]“Hm?”[/color] 

Trantascilia released Lexann’s grip as she looked to the tiny hunter who introduced herself as, well, a [i]sentence[/i]. She had heard the stories of melters crafting their own identities, but the process outside of it involving young pyromancers was something she didn’t really know much about despite Prentis’ ties to the Scilari. She smiled wearily as the tiny hunter asked her questions about the master pyromancer and if he intended to ‘hang out’ with the group at large.

Given Galiel’s disposition, that seemed to be unlikely.

[color=593FFF]“Yes, he's the one in charge. He will tell us what he needs us to do before we go on our way, Rain.”[/color] She explained, [color=593FFF]“I wouldn’t worry about him talking with us for long.”[/color]

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