Talia, p. 107

During my journey back I began to hear tales.  The closer I came to the city the more troubling they became.  Even so, I was not prepared for the devastation that had been wrought.  The temple is gone… the inn is in ruins… the entire Southern district appears to have been swallowed by the Abyss.  I wonder if those halls remain, but I have not had the courage to venture below.  So many are gone, all faces seem unfamiliar to me.  I saw a tattered flyer, perhaps the Trade still remains.  Will I know anyone there?  Even tonight, I dreamt of fire… it is more than the ruins… something stirs.


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