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Unlike Straylor she did not cover her nose she let the odors of the fire envelop her. It seemed respectful of the dead to not shy away to what had transpired. Even in her solmness she could not help but chuckle at Nelso. " Oooooo." Elmaryia said to the farm hand.
Though she did hope that the lost souls did move on, and that they found peace. That was the least that the gods could do for the victims. " The greatest motivation for human kindness is tragedy. With out evil, pain or sorrow their would not be comfort, joy or kindness. I am fine Straylor. I just am remembering."
Still the visions haunted her. Their was so much panic and fear and sorrow it enveloped you like a cloak. Though through the ashes the city like the phenoix be reborn again.
Still their were soldiers about and she was looking for the clan member, Colin.
" We need to find Colin Fianna he is in charge of deeds and the land for buisnesses."
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