With the meeting adjourned and the mood somber, the companions filed their way out of the Meeting Hall. Their work was finished and the terrible news was delivered. Now the Alliance would respond.
Welmsley ushered them back to their rooms. The walk was quiet, glum, and the Guinea pig respected the companions’ …
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