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* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Location: Caladi (Eltelia) Year: 1414 II Members: [Audit Pending] * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The portal to Eltelia was a large, ornate iron gateway; the sort that wealthy Vangari could afford to lead into the courtyards of their manors. Metal was something of an opulence in a world built of bamboo and wood—not the sort of thing people went and sought at all too willingly. The likes of pewter lanterns and nickel silverware were locked up tight every night for that very reason. This one in particular led to a decently sizeable house, made of brick stones and oak wood up to two stories (plus an attic). It was almost perfectly square, with a sort of rustic, earthy feel to it; led into by the tall cobblestone wall surrounding the front yard. Thick velvet curtains, wood-shaft shutters, a gleaming iron doorknob, and old vines adorned the walls. Kris stood at the receiving end of the portal, tapping his foot like he always did when the last couple minutes before a mission started seemed to drag on and on for hours. He’d put in this mission request weeks ago, but Fadran had been uncharacteristically steadfast in his putting off the deployment - the Mishmash Inn, he said, was nearly finished. All that meant to him was that there were probably going to be a whole load of green recruits this time around. Hopefully they weren’t the likes to cause any unnecessary trouble, but there was really no telling with the folks Fadran seemed to rope into his “Fellowship.” But whatever. Business was business. One way or another, they’d figure this out.