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    The man who stands outlined in the door frame, faerie fire glow of a dying sun surrounding him, looks listlessly at the room that beckons him in.  Flashes of reckognition pass his eyes, but one can see it is not recognition of those in the inn.  He stands there, tall, lank.  A straggly partial beard hangs limply off a care worn face.  The robes he wears are plain and brown, but as he sways at the entrance, a glimmer of gold is seen in amongst them.  He is a young man, having mouse brown hair and cool g



reen eyes.  The scene behind him bazes in a final moment of dying glory and he is trown forward into the room.  "Rayne,  I have failed you!" he whispers before falling into unconsciousness.