[H2][color=#9cb6c3][right]Solomon Sparrow[/right][/color][/H2]
[right][b][color=#9cb6c3]Location: [/color][/b] Fanghorn, Kindeance [/right]
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	Though Solomon spent some time with his attempt at saving Chounan, it appeared that the party had not left past the city gate. Despite having all the necessary pieces for departure, none of it was ensembled. Kaito was hooking together the ropes and straps from the carriage to the horses, and Jazdia was riding in circles. Solomon noticed Cedar leaving for another part of town, Reinhold tailing him. It looked as though the old hunter had new life instilled into him, which was comforting to see.

	As the shadow quickly approached the carriage, a black formless mass rose from the ground as though it were growing from the earth. Solomon stepped out of it, not worried about potential gazes from bystanders be it of Silas’ men or the townsfolk should any be around. The shadow Solomon stepped from collapsed back into the earth, merging into the natural shade of Solomon’s form cast by the lowering rays of the sun.

	“I’ve done all I could. I cannot tell you his reasons, I do not understand them myself. As it stands, I do not believe Chounan will be returning to us.” said Solomon. He then properly faced Jazdia, “I would ask how you’ve come across such knowledge, but I know some of your ways. I assume you informed the others then?”