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+>TM 4\r
+>LS 2\r
+>PS ON\r
+>PL60\r
+>SM6\r
+>CP ON\r
+>FO OFF\r
+>------L-----------------------!---------------------------R\r
+               \ 5â299\ 5â\r
+\r
+       "Well met, my lords," calls the ginger-haired \r\8a        magician as he waits at the end of the gangplank for \r\8a you and Lord Zinair to disembark. You gather together \r\8a        your equipment and, as you step ashore, he greets you \r\8a        with a broad smile and a firm handshake. "I am \r\8a       Acraban, of the Brotherhood of the Crystal Star. I \r\8a   had not expected we would rendezvous so soon. I \r\8a      arrived here myself only this morning aboard my \r\8a      skyship \ 5éStarstrider\ 5é," he says, earnestly.   \r
+       \r
+       Then the young magician excuses himself before \r\8a       turning away to face his flying ship. He raises his \r\8a  right hand and a shimmering blue flame suddenly \r\8a      engulfs his open palm. From the rear deck of the \r\8a     hovering skyship you see a flashing pinpoint of \r\8a      light. It is an acknowledgement of Acraban's signal \r\8a  to his crew that you have arrived.  \r
+       \r
+       "Come, my lords, let us return to \ 5éStarstrider\ 5é. We \r\8a        have much to discuss and time is precious".\r
+       \r
+\r
+       Turn to  \ 5â90\ 5â\r