In the skies above the Cleft Warrens, circle two dragons.
Down to the grounds they plunge. Upon landing in the middle of the warrens,
the riders dismount.

   Sirak
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Turning toward the nearest townsman, "Top of the day to you my good man,
could you point us to the Warrenlady please?"

   NRPG
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