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Moving silently through the hallway, Verissa's eyes glimmering with signs of regret for the place about her. The once lively halls of the Wardens, now nothing more then a ghost of their former self. The silence sending a chill down her spine, she emits a soft sigh, tilting her head backwards and looking blankly towards the ceiling, "I am sorry... I could not have offered more to the Warden's to keep it alive..." She bows her head forward, sighing softly.

"Forgive me... Those that I have left down. I was a terrible leader... And hope, where ever you go, you will be happy..." Giving a small nod to herself, almost as if reassuring that there is nothing she can do... She moves out of the Hall, peering back one final time, before beginning her trek towards Hartland.

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Note Number:	146	Author:	Verissa
Date:	Tue Dec 3, 2002; 17:41:36	To:	All
Subject:	The Fall of a Clan, Warden's
Moving silently through the hallway, Verissa's eyes glimmering with signs of regret for the place about her. The once lively halls of the Wardens, now nothing more then a ghost of their former self. The silence sending a chill down her spine, she emits a soft sigh, tilting her head backwards and looking blankly towards the ceiling, "I am sorry... I could not have offered more to the Warden's to keep it alive..." She bows her head forward, sighing softly. "Forgive me... Those that I have left down. I was a terrible leader... And hope, where ever you go, you will be happy..." Giving a small nod to herself, almost as if reassuring that there is nothing she can do... She moves out of the Hall, peering back one final time, before beginning her trek towards Hartland.