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[vanyel_ashkevron]

[The locket is resting in the palm of Vanyel's right hand as he sits under a tree. His legs are crossed and his eyes are closed.]

No matter how hard I push, the barrier remains intact. [His eyelids open, revealing silver irises.] I have used every spell in my arsenal to test our colorful prison, but to no effect.

[Sadly, he isn't surprised.]

Do hot springs exist? I know I could put them to good use.

[How can he feel so old when he's so young? Rising and shifting the locket so his face stays in view, he stretches carefully. Old wounds are a pain.]

I would not wholly mind some company should I visit them either. The Tayledras are completely without shame where their hot springs are concerned. I promise to not follow in their footsteps.

[Meaning he will wear something instead of being fully nude.]

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[vanyel_ashkevron]

It seems like I will have to search for one on my own.

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[pontificus]

Well should you have need of company, I would offer you my map reading skills.

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[vanyel_ashkevron]

That is very kind of you, Lady. I shall not keep any finds to myself, I assure you.

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[pontificus]

Please, call me Lucrezia.

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[vanyel_ashkevron]

Then please feel free to call me Vanyel.

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[pontificus]

T'is a pleasure, Vanyel. And I hope for all of our sake, you find what you are looking for. In these lands I have found little to take pleasure and relaxation in, though they have hosted me well. I do not mean to complain. It is just not-- home.

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[vanyel_ashkevron]

I understand what you mean. Not all the comforts in the world can make this realm home.

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[pontificus]

And yet, we try. I hope your attempt is better than mine, friend. [She smiles a little at that.]

I should let you back to your great quest, but please keep me in mind if you find anything.

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[vanyel_ashkevron]

Are you unhappy? [That bothers him.] If all else fails, I'll make one of my own.

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[pontificus]

I am-- [The words fail her. She misses home in ways a child misses home, but the people she has met here are extraordinary, and she would hold on to each of them if she could. But is she unhappy? There is something missing.]

Lonely. [The word comes slowly, but is followed with a small smile. It is her truth.] Purposeless.

I am content.