The Priest, having received the parchment from the young carrier, settles down and leans against the trunk of an old tree and begins to read. She's going to wonder why I have so many names. Hmm. Just like the Temple. Tell me something else I don't know, maybe? ... ... Alore won't be too happy about this. She was so happy that I entered into retirement. Now. I shall be reporting to her yet again. I can hear her now..."Amy, I'm geting too old for this!"
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