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Binadas, heading through the streets of Sundren consumed in his thoughts as he is wont, catches sight of something unusual in passing. He halts shortly, and backpedals twice, head swiveling to peer up at the object of his pause.
His initial reaction is rage. White flame blooming above an upturned palm, he swings his hand toward the wall with a rictus snarl. The flame, blazing a fiery arc- only to dissipate just before it combusts.
Jade eyes locked upon the poster, wide with emotion, Binadas slowly lowers his hand, fingers clutching into a fist, then opening and rubbing against his thigh. Allowing his rage to cool, he reads it over and over.
"The Legion Prevails... Diminished blood... "
An exhalation of breath sharp with agitation. Binadas studies the poster a few minutes longer, then slowly nods, having come to some decision. The wind kicks up a miniature cyclone of dust to mark his swift passage from the alley.
His initial reaction is rage. White flame blooming above an upturned palm, he swings his hand toward the wall with a rictus snarl. The flame, blazing a fiery arc- only to dissipate just before it combusts.
Jade eyes locked upon the poster, wide with emotion, Binadas slowly lowers his hand, fingers clutching into a fist, then opening and rubbing against his thigh. Allowing his rage to cool, he reads it over and over.
"The Legion Prevails... Diminished blood... "
An exhalation of breath sharp with agitation. Binadas studies the poster a few minutes longer, then slowly nods, having come to some decision. The wind kicks up a miniature cyclone of dust to mark his swift passage from the alley.
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