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       House of Solace
   DIR By: NamelessMystic
       Date: December 15, 2020, 2:35 am
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       Solace was experiencing something she'd never encountered
       before- exhaustion. Not the ordinary type, not the kind one
       experiences after a long, hard day of work. She was weary down
       to the core of her being and even her bones hurt. The last few
       weeks were extremely challenging, but nothing she hadn't dealt
       with before. Beholders, Thayans. dragons, cultists, bickering
       homesteaders, and several summons from Lord Neverember and Sgt.
       Knox were all part of the normal routine.
       "Why do I feel so...?" she spoke the question aloud and let it
       drift off, shaking her head.
       She decided to strike out on her own for a few days and consult
       with Torm. In all her years the god had never lead her astray
       and perhaps that's what she needed most right now. As she packed
       her bag, she tried to decide where to go. Her conclusion: let
       Lilac decide. Some how the crystal horse always knew exactly
       where to go and exactly what to do. Saddlebags loaded, she went
       to speak with the steward.
       "Master Steward," Solace called, leading Lilac toward him.
       As he turned toward her, he responded, " I told you before, Lady
       Solace, I am no one's.." he stopped for a moment at seeing her
       before completing his sentence. "Master," he finished. "Are you
       well?" he asked. He looked genuinely concerned.
       "And I told you before, Master Steward, I am no Lady," she
       forced a grin. "And yes, but I'm in need of rest and reflection
       so I'll be out a few days. Send for Sebastian if you need. Send
       Skygal for me if you REALLY need." Solace mounted her horse.
       "And for the love of the realm, please don't burn the stronghold
       down while I'm away." Normally that would get at least a grunt
       from the Steward, but not this time.
       "Perhaps you shouldn't go alone. I'll send a squire for Indy to
       accompany you and'-"
       Solace cut him off. "I've done this thousands of times, Sir
       Steward. I assure you I'll be quite well." He knew better than
       to argue anymore, but the expression of worry was still present.
       "Very well," he said finally. "Safe travels."
       Solace nodded her thanks and headed toward the gate and whatever
       lay beyond.
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