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"The Olive Seed"
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[SIZE=+1]"The Olive Seed"
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The door closed with a thud. Lord Balandar's words sat heavily on her
shoulders. With the summit less than a week away she felt uneasy with
anticipation. Tavalia Zodok shook her head. Her majesty had been most
gracious in instructing the Royal Surveyor to erect such monuments.
With great gift, however, comes great responsibility. Was the notion of
bringing the peoples of this realm together at a single table as
outrageous as some had claimed? The Queen's instructions were clear
though, and Tavalia had long served the crown. Her eyes fell upon the
scroll Lord Balandar had left her with, the words stung her pupils with
a sobering reality. A slumbering energy had been awakened in the bowels
of the Poseidon's Fury, and now was in the hands of the masses. Would
they use this power for good, furthering the interests of the Crown or
would they turn to personal gain, greed, and be corrupted by the likes
of Scarlet Von Trinsic? These were nay her choices to make however, and
Tavalia held faith in the people. Still the scroll made her uneasy..............[/SIZE]
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