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*Llyshon nods and is about to reply to Kimberlyn when a messenger enters the guild and approaches the Knight. He hands him a slip of paper, then steps back a few paces and waits. Llyshon mutters, "Excuse me for a moment.", unfolds the paper, and reads it, frowning as he does so.*
*Sighing heavily, Sir Llyshon folds the slip of paper, walks over to the table, takes out parchment and a quill and writes a response. He hands it to the messenger and instructs, "Send this to Sir Frederick." The messenger nods and quickly makes his exit.
The Knight folds his arms and states, "Plans have changed. The Kunapan are laying siege to Lethnal's forces. They have agreed to assist us with 30,000 troops, but have made it clear that a "blood feud" exists between Silverthorne and their Race, and that this alliance is only out of necessity."
"The Kunapan alone have made this concession. No other races have agreed to stand by us against the Red Tear. Our situation appears dire. We inadvertantly strengthened our enemy last moon by helping to quell their infighting. I think it likely the living wall will be breached this moon, if it has not been already, and our only aid against the mass of forces that is about to sweep over us is a race of lizard-men who want to kill us."
"We need to act swiftly. Another envoy should be sent to the Kunapan to treat with them, yet again. There must be a way to resolve their blood feud with us, and perhaps get them to stop their attack on Lethnal. I intend to try to do so immediately. Who of you will be willing to come with me, knowing that they may simply attack and overwhelm us on sight?"
_________________ Sir Llyshon
Knight of the Crown
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