Raine: Then again, it’s your name. If you wanted to spell it that way, it’s fine. Are… you alright, Sythe?
Raine: Sythe?
Sythe: Yes! I meant to spell it that way!
Raine: Yip!
Sythe: Sorry… Uh… where were we?
Raine: Y-you being a diplomat?
Raine: (thoughts) Did I just bark?
Sythe: Right, right. Well, not much else to say. Obviously it didn’t pan out. Templars had a coup. Borders were closed. I got sent off on an arranged marriage with a tiger.
Raine: You mean that girl who ran away with Trace, right?
Sythe: Yep, that was her. Heh. She must have really hated me. Guess I can’t blame her.
Sythe: I sometimes wonder what happened to Flora. The last time I saw her, she was running off with Trace and that Basitin toward the coast. Sadly… I’m afraid she might not even be alive anymore.
Raine: What? Why?
Sythe: Well… Last I heard, two assassins were sent after their group.
Zen: (in Keidran) Wait a minute! You guys are talking about Keith’s group of friends!
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