Firon continued to searching for survivors as he entered the pub. The place was empty and ruined, a stark contrast to it's usual busy self. However that wasn't what he was looking for, going to the back, he pressed against a door, opening up the secret area in the back. It was destroyed, the outside looking like it was bombed out and a few sets of footprints in the ground beyond. Firion knelt down as he glanced at the footprints.
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Date: 2010-02-24 02:15 am (UTC)"TERRA! I FOUND SOMETHING!"