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		<title>Foxfirestorm at 04:57, 3 April 2015</title>
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				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;← Older revision&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 04:57, 3 April 2015&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l1&quot; &gt;Line 1:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{Log Header&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Date of Scene=2015/04/02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Date of Scene=2015/04/02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Location=Hydaelyn &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;HD&amp;gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Location=&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Coerthas, &lt;/ins&gt;Hydaelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Synopsis=The Third Legion of Coerthas has found a potential Dravinian Horde base deep in the mountains, and with the help of several Confederate Elites, the Garlean Empire decides to investigate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Synopsis=The Third Legion of Coerthas has found a potential Dravinian Horde base deep in the mountains, and with the help of several Confederate Elites, the Garlean Empire decides to investigate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Thanks=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Thanks=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Cast of Characters=428, 522, 530, 691&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Cast of Characters=428, 522, 530, 691&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Tinyplot2=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Tinyplot2=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|pretty=yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|pretty=yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<author><name>Foxfirestorm</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>Hrimfaxi at 04:51, 3 April 2015</title>
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				<updated>2015-04-03T04:51:15Z</updated>
		
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l16&quot; &gt;Line 16:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:530|Garen (530)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Garen had taken a small tour of the ''Rogue Shadow'', and had to admit he was impressed. It seemed Imperial ship design had improved, but the ship lacked the space and personal quarters his Phantom had. Still, after noting the scouting data he was able to garner, he modified his gear to work in the inclimate weather. His outfit changed as well. He wore goggles and a scarf over his face, and his clothing was now a coat lined with fur and even a pair of gloves. &amp;quot;Understood. Thanks for the lift, Captain Eclipse.&amp;quot; He said. He hopped out of the back and landed as best he could, rifle quickly coming up to scan the area.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:530|Garen (530)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Garen had taken a small tour of the ''Rogue Shadow'', and had to admit he was impressed. It seemed Imperial ship design had improved, but the ship lacked the space and personal quarters his Phantom had. Still, after noting the scouting data he was able to garner, he modified his gear to work in the inclimate weather. His outfit changed as well. He wore goggles and a scarf over his face, and his clothing was now a coat lined with fur and even a pair of gloves. &amp;quot;Understood. Thanks for the lift, Captain Eclipse.&amp;quot; He said. He hopped out of the back and landed as best he could, rifle quickly coming up to scan the area.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Coerthas is a frozen hellhole, and Yari Takane has come prepared. She's near the ramp as she pours over her armlet's interface. Digesting all the reports, plans, and other pre-operation necessities for a Centurion, she's dressed fully in her armor alongside a warm cloak for added camoflage. Behind her are a few hand-picked amongst her best Troopers, including a medicus as well as the ever-present knife-wielding Miqo'te woman. Even she is dour and serious, on her best behaviour, the group of Troopers at their best. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The door of the Rogue Shadow'' drops open, and out Yari and the rest of her scouts go. Even here, they're on full alert, checking around them with all of the paranoia of such troops. A few have silenced rifles at the ready, while Yari slinks along as she always does with her blade close by. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When they reach the man? Yari and her troopers salute as one. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Centurion Yari Takane, XIV Legion, and Troopers reporting Lord van Polus! We're at your service, Sir!&amp;quot; Comes the woman sharply, but quiet given the nature of the operation. The rest stay silent, deferring to Yari as the highest rank amongst the troops just let off. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Glory and Honor, ''Rogue Shadow''. Be safe, let no savage find you.&amp;quot; She does manage to burst towards the Rogue over the radio. The rest of her attention is on Lord van Polus.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Coerthas is a frozen hellhole, and Yari Takane has come prepared. She's near the ramp as she pours over her armlet's interface. Digesting all the reports, plans, and other pre-operation necessities for a Centurion, she's dressed fully in her armor alongside a warm cloak for added camoflage. Behind her are a few hand-picked amongst her best Troopers, including a medicus as well as the ever-present knife-wielding Miqo'te woman. Even she is dour and serious, on her best behaviour, the group of Troopers at their best. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; The door of the &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;''&lt;/ins&gt;Rogue Shadow'' drops open, and out Yari and the rest of her scouts go. Even here, they're on full alert, checking around them with all of the paranoia of such troops. A few have silenced rifles at the ready, while Yari slinks along as she always does with her blade close by. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; When they reach the man? Yari and her troopers salute as one. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Centurion Yari Takane, XIV Legion, and Troopers reporting Lord van Polus! We're at your service, Sir!&amp;quot; Comes the woman sharply, but quiet given the nature of the operation. The rest stay silent, deferring to Yari as the highest rank amongst the troops just let off. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt; &amp;quot;Glory and Honor, ''Rogue Shadow''. Be safe, let no savage find you.&amp;quot; She does manage to burst towards the Rogue over the radio. The rest of her attention is on Lord van Polus.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Those disembarking were already spotted by the eyes of the Third Legion, though the ship was impressive– being all they saw was them stepping out and then something leaving. Such technology was not something the Garlean Empire had just yet. It may make some tech-heads back home a bit jealous really or licking their chops to figure out its secrets.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Yet they do not move, beyond tapping their comms to let their command know they have arrived. When that notification comes in, the man who has been using the cave as shelter and probably done a little searching below before they arrived steps out slightly. Those voidful eye lens slots looking at each and all who make their way over. &amp;quot;Centurion Takane, I presume?&amp;quot; He asks Yari. His voice a bit gruff from his age, but still a great deal of life in it. His gaze then moves over to Garen, &amp;quot;Also a pleasure to have you as well sir. Van Baelsar said it be a small party, which it is good to see that remains true.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Legatus of the III Legion then moves covering over his gauntlet as he shifts something around, it has a gentle glow to it as he does, then opens comms to the ''Rogue Shadow'', or so he hopes. [&amp;quot;This is Aries Van Polus of the Third Legion. Gaius Van Baelsar spoke good things about you, pilot. He also said your ship may come in useful beyond just dropping off and picking up. Care to give me some run downs?&amp;quot;]&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Aries Van Polus then motions for the group to follow him, as he looks over to Yari. &amp;quot;Also to inform you lass, Your Legatus will be joining us perhaps later, but for now your in my jurisdiction. So stay sharp, hm?&amp;quot; There was a bit of a good humor in his voice, perhaps knowing that she would already be doing so.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He then easy steps around, that armor much like Gaius' ignoring its own weight ratio and Aries himself ignoring his own age perhaps because of the armor. He extends out a hand to Garen, &amp;quot;Also you lad, must be Garen also known as Cipher Nine, aye? 'Tis a pleasure to have fine strapping man such as yourself here.&amp;quot; After hands are probably shaken, he steps right back around and then moves to the mouth of the cave. &amp;quot;We have some lights down there, but watch your steps. They kept it pretty natural and I have not found a trace one of an entrance.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Those disembarking were already spotted by the eyes of the Third Legion, though the ship was impressive– being all they saw was them stepping out and then something leaving. Such technology was not something the Garlean Empire had just yet. It may make some tech-heads back home a bit jealous really or licking their chops to figure out its secrets.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Yet they do not move, beyond tapping their comms to let their command know they have arrived. When that notification comes in, the man who has been using the cave as shelter and probably done a little searching below before they arrived steps out slightly. Those voidful eye lens slots looking at each and all who make their way over. &amp;quot;Centurion Takane, I presume?&amp;quot; He asks Yari. His voice a bit gruff from his age, but still a great deal of life in it. His gaze then moves over to Garen, &amp;quot;Also a pleasure to have you as well sir. Van Baelsar said it be a small party, which it is good to see that remains true.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The Legatus of the III Legion then moves covering over his gauntlet as he shifts something around, it has a gentle glow to it as he does, then opens comms to the ''Rogue Shadow'', or so he hopes. [&amp;quot;This is Aries Van Polus of the Third Legion. Gaius Van Baelsar spoke good things about you, pilot. He also said your ship may come in useful beyond just dropping off and picking up. Care to give me some run downs?&amp;quot;]&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Aries Van Polus then motions for the group to follow him, as he looks over to Yari. &amp;quot;Also to inform you lass, Your Legatus will be joining us perhaps later, but for now your in my jurisdiction. So stay sharp, hm?&amp;quot; There was a bit of a good humor in his voice, perhaps knowing that she would already be doing so.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He then easy steps around, that armor much like Gaius' ignoring its own weight ratio and Aries himself ignoring his own age perhaps because of the armor. He extends out a hand to Garen, &amp;quot;Also you lad, must be Garen also known as Cipher Nine, aye? 'Tis a pleasure to have fine strapping man such as yourself here.&amp;quot; After hands are probably shaken, he steps right back around and then moves to the mouth of the cave. &amp;quot;We have some lights down there, but watch your steps. They kept it pretty natural and I have not found a trace one of an entrance.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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