It was shortly after dusk. A note had just arrived by raven for the exiled Prince of Ardounge. He furrowed his brow and stood in silence at the news: War had been declared on one of his enemies in the East. Oozy knew that he had a most opportune time to seek revenge on the kingdoms who wronged him, but the war was not just about what happened to him. The land his new home was fighting for was once called home to the woman who found him in the elven capital. He desperately wanted to help her after all the help he had received from her and her troops. Also, the land was in close proximity to the wizards tower, another old home, and one where he still had contact with a few of his classmates. If the war was won, there would be easy access to the tower once again. He grabbed a quill and wrote at once to the grey wizards he knew at the tower. "War is coming from the West. Meet me in the courtyard of the tower by the fairy ring, and make sure you are alone. Burn this note immediately, so that none may find it. Your old friend, Oozy the Grey."
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