<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">"I know you will child," He said pleasantly and nodded his head. Finally he took up his tea again and pulled it to his lips, sipping from it calmly as he collected his thoughts. When finally he set it back on the table he spoke again. "Your word, our agreement to help lord Oldaren's cause is a binding one. However, Eldran, if you believe that the motives of this organization change or you suspect that it is being used for deeds foul in nature, I empower you to put an end to them by whatever means you deem necessary. This assignment will bind you to Mikael, and I doubt very much he will allow you to fill me in on your doings. So it will be up to you to make those choices. Do not lose your faith, and walk always in Tyr's path. But also remember that we support what Mikael is doing and that we do wish to see the will of Eodin spread and his goals made a reality."<br/><br/>"Now." He said, growing more calculated. "I do not know who all will be a part of this organization, but I have heard word that a woman from the west, from the flats has been invited." Taking a deep breath, and folding his arms across his chest, he nods at Eldran, "Pay special attention to her, Eldran'Tyr. I do not know what business she has with Eodin, but those lands breed tyrants."<br/><br/></span><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/>