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Kekephee's Journal,
July 25, 2014 12:07 Central Thought I had a promising lead re: Dial A Port conspiracy. One of their members reached out to me with a coded plea for help and a promise to answer any questions that remained. I was skeptical after my betrayal at the hands of Juevento, and rumors that even my own longtime companion Filbus, Hefe of the Vale, had made arrangements to sell me out- but this one felt real. I agreed to meet the DAP mole at the Skyfire spires... when I got there, I found them empty. There were clues. Signs of movement in the dirt; were they old tracks from some train on a sitting druid a ways back? This was a dangerous part of town, that blood on the ground could be anyone's- and almost certainly was. We've all bled on that spot. But it seemed fresh. I kept looking around, playing a tune I learned in my youth to locate clues, and eventually I found a note. Quote:
I found a safe place to hide and sneak, and now I'm waiting. The rain beats down on me, but my sweet blue Erudite hood protects me from the wetness and to tell you the truth, I'm glad for the extra cover. I'm afraid to play a song for warmth; hopefully I don't catch a cold. End journal entry. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.]
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Kekephee Souphanousinphone
Erudite Bard <BDA> Blue Server Every song I play is actually just me screaming the 1812 Overture in a raspy, shrieking falsetto. | |||
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Last edited by Kekephee; 07-25-2014 at 01:10 PM..
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