The diminutive figure in black and gold stood atop the back of the body, her hands on her hips. The body lying on the ground underneath the cranes that transported individuals up and down L’Obsul was large. It’s length close to 7 feet, wearing armor and a helm of red and gold.

“Whom left their slave here in this condition?” She asked. Many would recognize the First Matron Mother of Tinnerai. Eventually she stepped off the fallen ones back to remove the helm.

After more discussion with the others gathered First Matron Mother Nizzre’tyne Tinnerai opened a portal and into it went all, including the rather large body.

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Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."

"Sounds like the crane operators had some fun."

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It is some time later before Ada'vrae is informed of this, interrupting her as she drafts plans for the Vanguard.

"Large humanoid, armour of red and gold?" she mutters thoughtfully, then pauses. "...Why would they... no, no." She shook her head, continuing with her work. When she was finished however, she nevertheless gathered who she could for a quick and thorough patrol of L'Obsul and the surrounding areas--making a note that more might need to be carried out.

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