Deciding to have dinner with Kyron might have been foolhardy, but in light of the recent Trevelyan uprising and the murmurs of a greater civil war on the tongues of peasants, I need his help. The fabric of Ar appears to be holding tenuously upon frayed ends, it is only a matter of time.
His ultimatum regarding Woodbridge still stands. I have much to think about.
[Scene in progress - to be continued.]
