| abstract | - by Taijiang Tai rubbed his eyes, as he finished his conversation with Phea. That had Phea, Litto and Rob looking for Talula. He hoped they weren't just chasing a ghost. He checked his watch, flipping up the bronze cover. By now the caravan should be somewhere around Deadwind. Kennia had assured him last night that the plan was a good one - and their best chance to turn the tables on Nightshade. He flipped the cover shut, harder than he meant to. Meanwhile Krelle and Arbatel were on this side of the sea - essentially investing in an insurance policy for the shop in Silvermoon. Tai shook his head, and picked up his glass, finishing off the last of the drink left in his glass. And here he was - taking care of the mundane details of the coming week's caravans headed out of Theramore. Sure, this was business - the Blydes were due to heroically save a caravan from 'highway robbers' - but it was hard to focus on it. Tai stood up, digging into a pocket to find some silver and dropping it on the table. He needed to get some air. The night air woke him up. Better to be back at the office in the Bay, he figured. Not like I'll be able to sleep anyway, he thought; might as well get some work done. I can always hop the morning boat back to Theramore. With this, Tai took out his hearthstone. A few moments later, the air crackled and he was gone.
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