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[The locket is fumbled, in trembling and frenzied hands, before Idril speaks. She's not paying a whit of attention to actually speaking to it; she's just asking for help.]
Should anyone be available at Caer Glaem, I need you in the library. There is a fire.
Now. Come now.
[[ooc;; as seen in this log right here]]
Should anyone be available at Caer Glaem, I need you in the library. There is a fire.
Now. Come now.
[[ooc;; as seen in this log right here]]