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REUNION
Tanzaa checked the bracer she had driven into the marshy earth at the river’s edge. She peered suspiciously at the early morning mist just outside the village of Lolar. Something felt wrong here. This feeling had scratched at her Wise One instincts and she intended to find out exactly why. She could smell it as decay and rot over and above the fish that usually pervaded this area. She almost saw the magic like gas seeping up through the muddy ground. Something had gone wrong out here away from town and farther down the river than she cared to admit. It tickled on the back of her neck and made her twitch, as if her legs grew restless, needing to dance just to ward off the clinging magic on the air. Had something demonic snuck past her guard?
Over the last few months, she had s
