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Jul
The days and nights started to blur and time meant little to the elf knowing he’d live for centuries. Knowing that he’d see many more days has a relevant danger though, things go unnoticed as the wash of weeks and months start to blend and meld into the rest. So it came with a surprise to find that Volrina Quarra had departed the world not just yesterday but many months ago, and that his beloved guild The United Tamers of Britannia was struggling to survive without someone to steer it and guide it. Looking over the roster Nexus found that only about a half a dozen still actively carried and displayed the markings of a United Tamer around the realm. “How did we fall so far, so fast?”, he found himself wondering, “Is UTB destined to collapse, or is to to become fading reflection of the past like PaxLair, or The Army of the Dragon?” A cold fear settled into the pit of his stomach, a day where he’d truly be alone, a day where the blazon of the United Tamers would be worn only upon his own breast and no one would recognize it for what is once was.
This isn’t going to happen, it can’t continue this way, something has to be done. With a grim determination Nexus decides to send out the call to all those still remembering the old code, a rally to decide the fate of the United Tamers. “I know one that will answer, Scavenger remembers…” Nexus thought, maybe Scavenger should be allowed more weight in the doings of the Guild. “Theralyn II had recently returned from the shadows maybe they can help?”, “What of our brothers and sisters that were lost, left the chaos that tormented the Guild long ago to find comfort in the arms of other organizations?, can they be tempted back into the fold?”. The United Tamers need a Rebirth, a New approach to facing these difficult times for the Entire Realms, with any luck these handful of members can bring some glory back to the Guild.
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