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It is afternoon when a red-armored young woman enters the Rusty Anchor, a black cloak flapping behind her. She walks straight to the bar and calls for dark ale. After jesting a few minutes with Crow she watches a messenger enter and pin a new declaration to the board.
People crowd around it and some fell silent while others exclaim and shout. Still smiling from Crow's last reply she walks over and stats reading - "A New Era Rises...". Her eyes dart over the parchment and her face darkens. As she finish reading all merryment has left her face, she curses aloud "Blast!" and let her mug crash to the floor, sputtering a nearstanding man. Briskly she leaves the inn, muttering about a lost prize - shoving people aside and slamming the door behind her...