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Who: Noric Pellaeon and Xavier Elder
Where: the Sacred City
When: Year 199 - 20?
What: The End

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[Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

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[It's warm. But it's always warm now, if not just plain hot. The Old Woman has been merciless since that day last year, when a blinding flash lit the sky. Noric's been increasingly away, has been gone a couple of months this time, not sending word as he used to.

Sometimes, those who know of Xavier's knowledge have come to him, demanding to know when this heat will end, why their monsters continue to die, experiments ruined. But that has stopped, recently. Other things to consider, one supposes.

It's warm.]

[Year 199, late winter, The Sacred City]

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[The house they live in now is smaller than the one in Lepus, but still very sparse. Everything has to be made from scratch, after all. And of course, one of the HARDEST things to get hold of in the Sacred City is books. Most are being funnelled straight into the library, but for the right price, one can still buy them. Still, it is an infinitely less bookish place, just out of necessity.

But a bit less empty today, now that Noric is hauling in a wooden table from outside.]

Xavier, it's done!

[EARLY 200]

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[Xavier's out, tending the tiny patch of garden he has]

[Year 200, early summer]

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[Time goes on. Noric sits at the table, cutting up some vegetables from the garden, slowly.]