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A Princess’s call for assistance.

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    Queen Zhah sat on the bench in her bedroom overlooking a scroll brought to her by one of her advisors. The scroll had various reports of a disease spreading through the Royal City. The source of the disease seemed to come from the Gargoyle refugees they had taken in from Ver Lor Reg in Ilshenar. In recent weeks, Zhah had begun ordering quarantines of the refugees and the sick the a small fishing town to the north. News of the disease was considered a closely kept government secret and the general populace of Britannia, Malas and Tokuno were not aware of anything out of the ordinary. She rolled up the scroll and put it back on her table as she stood up to walk to her living quarters, one door away. Zhah sighed and picked up an apple from the fruit basket in her room and began eating it, pondering the situation.
    Zhah was lost in thought but came to her senses as she heard the door to her quarters open. In stepped her daughter, Rhista, princess of the kingdom. “Mother, I am concerned about the treatment of the refugees and the sick, is there nothing we can do to improve the situation?” Zhah took a bite of her apple and took a seat on the large bench in the room. “I have many people on the job, but we have to be careful because I cannot allow this disease to spread through the city even further, especially when only our race of gargoyle is at risk.” “Well then surely we can ask for outside help?” Rhista questioned. Zhah only shook her head. “The gargoyles have always been a proud people. My daughter. We will take this matter into our own hands. There is no need to involve the Humans and Elves.” Hista looked down, disappointed. “I see…it will be as you say then mother. I will be on my way.” Zhah looked toward her daughter understanding her disappointment. “I know you don’t want to hear what I have to say about this matter, but we are doing our best. “ Rhista nodded. “I know mother, goodnight.” Rhista walked out the door leaving her mother to ponder the situation further as she took another bite of her apple.
    Rhista snuck her way through the royal city, trying not to attract too much attention to herself. She walked south until she was out of the city gates and stood at the public moongate that connected Ter Mur to the outside world. She thought to herself “I know mother means well, but without help we will all surely suffer and possibly die… The world needs to know.” She stepped into the moongate and stepped foot into Trammel, just outside Britain. “Surely someone can help.” She thought.

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