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A glimpse into the past of Pella
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| Benn'joon | Are you almost done? I feel as if years have passed. |
| Pella continues to work quietly as she remembers a scene from her past. | |
| Pella | There be trouble, Father? |
| Commander | Aye. The Vullii are making their final push. Be it this time tomorrow, the Army of Kethenecia will turn in on itself. |
| Pella | There be more you're not telling me. |
| Commander | The Archmage. He came out into the city today, to personally escort a few strangers to the tower. There be something... unsettling about them. |
| Pella | Strangers? |
| Commander | Aye, a talking beast, an oddly colored cleric, an elf— |
| Pella | An elf? |
| Commander | No matter now. I have preparations to make. We will talk more later. |
| Pella | Goodbye, Father. |
| Pella plays the guitar for a moment, then departs to meet with the Guardians of Eight. | |
| Pella | It be him? |
| Guardian | Yes. You know your place. |
| Pella | Best he be worth it. |
| Guardian | You'll do what you have to. |
| Pella | Best he be worth it. |
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