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At dawn, Aethen's small raiding band has returned from the amurite rebel settlement. This time, the capture was substantial. An entire supply caravan has been returned. The elven scout entered the main office of the city hall of Ninismal and greeted the plump figure that stood across the room.
'Good morning!'
'How good can it be? There's a horde of lizardmen and skeletons on the loose in our lands, there's a crazy cult of weird fish-smellers spreading through our cities and the ELVES are getting closer and closer to our borders. When are you going to stop? Are you going to claim our forests too?'
'You can let your guard down, mayor... I know not the intentions of my kin. I have been travelling a lot these past months and have lost touch with Amelanchier. I would be glad to go back home and find some answeres to your question, but I seem to have my hands full with these teasing raids.'
'Yes, yes! Tell me... How went your little hunt?'
'We recovered a full caravan of supplies. Someone from inside the borders must be helping them. Your people don't seem too happy with your leadership.'
'But...'
'I also discovered on the way back that we had a new companion. This man said his name is Congo Levi. I can tell he's a Doviello. Actually I can even smell him from here. Shady fellow, said his
master sent him to see Valledia and let her know that
she lacks the subtlety he holds so dear, so he sent some help. Don't know what that means, but I've already sent a messenger to the capital with his complaints.'
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