<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/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/CpZ09Ch.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">"Hrm." Azzir paused, mulling that thought over. "Perhaps," He continued contemplatively as if he was assessing the viability of the request as he answered it. "I will look into that and set a location if it can be made to work." He conceded after a long moment.<br/><br/>"In the meantime, there is something else that I would like to discuss with you." He said. "I've been reading through the book you gave me, and I must say that it's quite interesting." He revealed approvingly, "Some common knowledge, but some not... I was not aware of Anthoza before I met you. My vision has for a long time been set on Kiur above. You're not the first triton I've ever met of course but I believe, after reading your father's notes, that I may have dismissed the realms beneath the tides without giving them careful enough thought." He shook his head as he broke away from explaining his logic, "How would you feel about someday returning to your home. On my behalf this time."<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/>