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Toilday, 17 Rova, 4707AR

Through the crack of the door, the first rays of the sun has peeked through, illuminating the Pyre's entry hall just a bit now that morning has arrived. A quick look outside reveals that the storm from the night before has broken, though it still smells quite humid out there under the partly cloudy sky, and the air is just a tad cooler than would be normally considered comfortable.

With as good of a pleasant rest now behind you, your group is now ready to stamp out the embers and move on with your day.

Toilday, 17 Rova, 4707AR

Through the crack of the door, the first rays of the sun has peeked through, illuminating the Pyre's entry hall just a bit now that morning has arrived. A quick look outside reveals that the storm from the night before has broken, though it still smells quite humid out there under the partly cloudy sky, and the air is just a tad cooler than would be normally considered comfortable.

With as good of a pleasant rest now behind you, your group is now ready to stamp out the embers and move on with your day.