In the tavern

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Zephyra

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Kai has been in the breach a couple days already. This afternoon finds her sitting at an otherwise empty table, her half eaten-meal pushed to one side, and a spread of papers in front of her.

Massaging her cramping hand-paws, and scrutinizes her latest version of the letter. "Should I get this translated before I send it? Maybe Boris can help...."

She counts up the letters, "Morrigan and Hamish, Nadia, the Hoblings and 'kin, the Biatas, Eric, Boris..." She realizes that though she has a letter for the Dark Elves and the Sarr, she isn't sure who she would send them with.

"Guess I'll start with what I have, then." She gives the last page a few moments to dry before gathering the sheaf of papers and heading out to look for her friends.
 
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