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Regrets

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“So there we were, fighting a few orcs. One of them cracked his axe against my head. Broke my goggles; I felt the enchants just melt. I got knocked to the ground, cuz ow. Axe came back down, I rolled out of the way, felt something go THUNK and come loose and for a minute thought I'd lost part of my skull and hadn't realized it yet. Nope; just my hair.” Alynore took a swig of her drink, listening to the music in the Blue Recluse.

Patron Familias (Part Three)

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((Continued from Part 1 and Part 2))

Stormwind, Mallorey Estate
Alynore finally gets back to Stormwind via portals and makes her way to the Mallorey manor, Venner's notes and Elsbeth's old journal stuck in her bag. She’s still in civilian clothes as she hammers on the door. It opens immediately. “Good evening, Commander,” the doorman says. “His Lordship is expecting you. If you will follow me.”

Patron Familias (Part Two)

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((Continuing from Part 1))

The ghost cackles and screams. Nore's shield slams into one of the apparitions while her sword cuts through the ship's ectoplasmic hull. She grins and swings again, Light arcing off her weapons and reflecting on her armor.

Then her commstone beeps.