A Silent Dawn.

The sun rose above the sandstone buildings, giving the streets an eerie shimmer to
them. The faint smell of death seemed to fade away, just as the darkness has to the
welcoming of the morning sun. He could hear a few merchants making their trips around
the town, none of them took notice to the half elf whom was hiding in the alley.

Ian carefully raised a hand and withdrew the midnight-shaded hood that covered
his head and face. He shook his long beige-colored hair out, making sure not to draw
attention to himself. Taking a small piece of bread and bottle of fey from his backpack he
quietly ate and drank from his rations. All night he had sat and waited for any sign of
Joylah. He knew she was of half elven blood and could probably move quietly as he
could, so he would have to listen carefully for any sound or movement.

Turning his dark blue eyes to the sky he saw what looked to be a black raven.
Swooping down, the bird landed a few feet from him. Quickly hopping down the alley
towards Ian, a faint smile formed across his lips as he gently took the letter tied onto the
bird's leg. Pulling the string loose he let the paper unroll and he slowly began to read...

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Ian Stormbringer,

The elves of tel'Ruid will be traveling to Trinsic this eve in search of Lady Joylah. Please
join us in the search if you would. We're in your debt for providing us with the
information and we're looking forward to your company in the search.

The bottom signature is torn away and cannot be read.
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A faint grin formed over the half elf's lips before he pulled the hood over his eyes. Ian
faded into the shadows once again, waiting for dusk to come upon the town.

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> The sun rose above the sandstone buildings, giving the streets an eerie shimmer to > them. The faint smell of death seemed to fade away, just as the darkness has to the > welcoming of the morning sun. He could hear a few merchants making their trips around > the town, none of them took notice to the half elf whom was hiding in the alley. > Ian carefully raised a hand and withdrew the midnight-shaded hood that covered > his head and face. He shook his long beige-colored hair out, making sure not to draw > attention to himself. Taking a small piece of bread and bottle of fey from his backpack he > quietly ate and drank from his rations. All night he had sat and waited for any sign of > Joylah. He knew she was of half elven blood and could probably move quietly as he > could, so he would have to listen carefully for any sound or movement. > Turning his dark blue eyes to the sky he saw what looked to be a black raven. > Swooping down, the bird landed a few feet from him. Quickly hopping down the alley > towards Ian, a faint smile formed across his lips as he gently took the letter tied onto the > bird's leg. Pulling the string loose he let the paper unroll and he slowly began to read... > ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Ian Stormbringer, > The elves of tel'Ruid will be traveling to Trinsic this eve in search of Lady Joylah. Please > join us in the search if you would. We're in your debt for providing us with the > information and we're looking forward to your company in the search. > <i>The bottom signature is torn away and cannot be read.</i> > ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- > A faint grin formed over the half elf's lips before he pulled the hood over his eyes. Ian > faded into the shadows once again, waiting for dusk to come upon the town.
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