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Briarland - Campground
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...It doesn't make sense. |
| Huh? |
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Father said, "for as long as I can remember—some 300-odd years." And in the real world, he's 700. That means Father's having a dream from 400 years ago. But he said the heir's egg would hatch in two or three years. |
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Ah... You're right! That IS strange. That would be quite a difference from our liege's real-world age. |
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How old is Hornton now? |
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Our liege is going on 178 years old! |
| (That seems so young compared to 700.) | He's 178?! |
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Mrah?! That means Hornton's an old geezer! |
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Watch your tongue! I'll have you know that's quite young by dragon standards! |
| Wait, that means... | Okay so, 400 minus 178... |
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Now you're getting it, MC. That's a 200-year discrepancy. |
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200 years?! That goes way beyond a "discrepancy"! |
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Even accounting for the long-lived fae's indifference to the passage of time, it's still far too drastic of a disparity. |
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You think so too, huh. Considering how big of a deal Malleus's birth would be, I can't chalk this up to Father misremembering things. Hm... Father and Malleus have hardly ever spoken about the past in my presence. There wasn't much literature about Briar Valley history on our bookshelf at home or in the school library... Sebek, do you have any insights here? |
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Grandfather's shared many tales of heroics revolving around the Draconia family and Lilia... But he never spoke much about Lady Maleanor...or about the passing of Malleus's parents. I've read many books to gain a greater understanding of Briar Valley and our ruler... But hardly any of them touched upon such topics. And nowadays, the Verdurous Moor and Castle Wildrose are outside Briar Valley's territory. |
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They did have some long and chaotic years... But what actually happened? |
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If you wanna know, couldn't we just hit up Castle Wildrose and see for ourselves? We're tryin' to find a way to break Malleus's spell right? Maybe his old digs will have some kinda clue! Am I smart or what? |
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No... That's not an option. A dream is an unstable mental world constructed by the dreamer. When you go off too far from the dreamer, you tend to hit either dead ends or places covered in darkness. |
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Mrah... So taggin' along with Lilia's our only real option, huh. |
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I'm afraid so. |
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Rgh...! I can't believe this. How I wish I could have seen even a tiny glimpse of our liege! |
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Once Father delivers the letter to the eastern stronghold, his troops should return to Castle Wildrose. |
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Ah! So you're saying there's a chance we could see our liege?! Then we must finish this mission posthaste! |
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Yeah. Let's rest up for now and prepare for tomorrow. |
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Hmph! I hardly need you to spell that out for me. |
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