[center][h3][color=silver]Ferrin Astra[/color][/h3][/center]

     Immediately, Grane was answered. [color=silver]"Good, you noticed me."[/color] Ferrin said, his voice echoing. [color=silver]"I was hoping you would."[/color] Ferrin dropped the illusion that conealed him from view. He was standing a little more than Grane's arms reach away; far enough to avoid an attack, but close enough to launch his own. [color=silver]"Good evening. My apologies for following you, I wanted a place to talk to you that was little more private."[/color] Ferrin said cordially. [color=silver]"You are probably a busy man-er lizard so, I will do us a favor, skip the pleasantries, and get straight to the point."[/color] Ferrin smiled. [color=silver]"I noticed you used a particular magic, to repair the aftermath of the battle with the shade. The lost magic, Arc of Time. I wish to know where you came by such a magic, and how much you know about it."[/color]

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