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So she kissed his mask upon the cheek her toes pushing the already tall female up. Yet Cear was tall and even shade at her taller than average height must stand on tiptoe to give him the customary greeting.

Hello doll... The words emanated filled with joy, for she was so glad to be back amongst the cabal, safe and whole once again. Though she recieved stiff surly looks from Toren and sharp comments from others she knew that they were glad to see her.

Take care of our boy Cear, I dont want to die again to bring him back to ye.. She smiled as she good naturally ribbed Cear over the son she had willingly given to the Cabal, to Cears care. Dethn had seemed to love the path of the cabal and fallen right in with Cear.

Yet a careless day in a waterfall it seemed had lead the boy astray. Yet now he was back on track. Cear smiled behind his mask, The boy punched me in the face! She supposed it was Cears commeuppance for leaving Dethn stranded in the hostile lands of Ilshenar. She laughed as he said, It wasnt my cheek Shade it was more an uppercut to the chinny.

So without hesitation as he lifted his mask showing a patch of blue furry chin she kissed that part to...Next you will tell me it was lower... the jest ripe on her tongue. She didnt see the smirk but she knew it was there and turned.

Toren leaned and Shade new that as his arm came to rest heavily upon her, and as her elbow digged familiarly into his side that he had forgiven her for her lack of communication that she was alright. Though she was sure it would come up again.

The meeting proceeded for this small loyal group of followers, and it was time for thier plans to to come to fruition, there were people that must dissapear. There were daemons to call forth from the flame....So much work to do and well really so much time...

Oh and then there was of course that spell to cast....

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