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“I think it’s high time our guests learn why we have brought them here,” Baydeona said, caging her fingers. “I concur,” said Deskelon. He continued, “17 days ago, in Oniridge, there was a fluctuation in the power of that region’s Wardshell. I suspect most of you have heard the rumors by now. What you might not to have heard was that was not the only power fluctuation. They have been continuing there, growing in frequency, and perhaps spreading to the Wardshell in Shroudspire. We cannot let this continue. We have been investigating their cause through magical means, but, unless we can assure the stability of the Wardshells, our lands will be vulnerable.”

Nyana stepped forward. “As you know, the Wardshells prevent violence in our own realms, but they also protect us from those outside. The other nations envy the prosperity born of the peace provided by the Wardshells. We suspect that the fluctuation is not merely a natural occurrence. We suspect—“

Deskelon interrupted, “That’s enough of that, we don’t want people in a panic, Nyana. We have summoned you because we have need. While only the council is capable of conjuring such powerful magic as a Wardshell, there are those who could interfere with the enchantment. What we need, is a powerful energy focus, in a suitable form, to link to the enchantment. In short, a relic.”

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