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Gwaeddon sits on a hill, watching the sun set behind the nearby mountains, it's golden rays finally fading to a memory of the afternoon only hours before (she looked back on it later in life to realize it's symbolizm of things to come). And then the notice came in the beak of an owl. She read it only once through; The Infernal and the Order had merged forces.

Indeed it would be the beginning of something... something that could only do the Realm ill.

Gwaeddon, having known many of the forests' creatures and fellow druids herself, knew their underestimation of the affect of the outside world on the woodland Realm. It has come time to rally those still fighting for the cause together, for she sensed it would not be long before they would be needed.

She Quickly scrawls a message on several pieces of parchment and disperses them throughout the Realm: "Good People of the Woods, Forests, Lakes and Streams of the Realm, The Time has come for those of you willing to serve the Creator to be of as sistance. You all must understand that our Realm will be utterly wiped out if t his plague of magic hatred continues. I call one and all to me immediatly. We h ave no time to waste."

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Note Number:	175	Author:	Gwaeddon
Date:	Tue Dec 17, 2002; 14:25:57	To:	All
Subject:	One Night
Gwaeddon sits on a hill, watching the sun set behind the nearby mountains, it's golden rays finally fading to a memory of the afternoon only hours before (she looked back on it later in life to realize it's symbolizm of things to come). And then the notice came in the beak of an owl. She read it only once through; The Infernal and the Order had merged forces. Indeed it would be the beginning of something... something that could only do the Realm ill. Gwaeddon, having known many of the forests' creatures and fellow druids herself, knew their underestimation of the affect of the outside world on the woodland Realm. It has come time to rally those still fighting for the cause together, for she sensed it would not be long before they would be needed. She Quickly scrawls a message on several pieces of parchment and disperses them throughout the Realm: "Good People of the Woods, Forests, Lakes and Streams of the Realm, The Time has come for those of you willing to serve the Creator to be of as sistance. You all must understand that our Realm will be utterly wiped out if t his plague of magic hatred continues. I call one and all to me immediatly. We h ave no time to waste."