Time... It never stands still... Days turned into weeks, weeks into months. It only felt as though it was yesterday, that Lirita and I sat amongst those in Tinnudir Keep. Word had reached that of Calenglad, of a foul presence beginning to plague that of Enedwaith. A company was set with the task to investigate and set forth on the long journey. Myself, known for not remaining in a single place to long had offered his service. Lirita, at first was hesitant of the task.
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