Medders

A winged messenger flies to Te'lmar to deliver the following message to Lord Medric

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Medders

In the guttering candlelight of his study, the old Knight read the message once and again.

The dove perched upon the stand by the window, cooing gently.

A third time he read the note and hung his head in respect. Another great Knight had travelled the veil of mist to the world beyond, and this world was lessened for it.

Only a night or so before Medric had spoken in Trinsic how Honour was within all; and although many had heard these words, he knew it was a rare man that would practice such ... a man like the late Lord Greywolfe.

Sadly, he scribed a note of condolence to the family and Lady Tabbitha, and taking the dove in his huge calloused hand with a gentleness unbecoming of a man his size, attached the note and put the bird to flight ...

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