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05/29/1007

Some days ago a large and well guarded caravan of wagons with concealed
goods made its way west through the territories north of Blackavar. The
silent guardsmen and teamsters wore heavy cloaks and skarves as if it
were the middle of winter. They made no stops for supplies, rest or
markets before heading southwest and up into the mountains.
Created by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 03-28-08 00:57 AM
Last Modified by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 03-28-08 00:57 AM