Pacing back and forth the Faendryl mutters to herself. She pauses every few steps as she reads over the parchment in her hands again and again.

“Bring the Palestra and their chosen?“

Gazing out the window into the night sky, the she reads the document once more.

“Has this experiment done so well that we wish more of them? Now they wish to allow each to present a chosen? A new apprentice for trial?”

Closing her eyes, she whispers, “I do your will.”

Sitting at her desk, the Blade begins to write.


~ Valyrka ~
Ta'Illistim
Elves
Dark Elves

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