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Another Exit, for now...

Sir Sparhawk, Knight of the Pandion Order, Queen's Champion and Consort, and Paramount swordsman of his world, was having a lousy month.

He was tired, not sleeping well, and had been mostly not finding any sort of peace in Milliways of late. Troubles from home filled his heart and he found himself lingering downstairs often, but not talking to anyone and wearing such a fierce scowl that it made many others even retreat from his presence.

It was a similar morning and day when he found himself sitting in that booth and drinking beer. Something whispered in his mind and he glanced up, an as his gaze swept across the room, he saw what had been missing for weeks. The Door was back.

With a surge of strength, he rose and hurried upstairs, then outside. In a short hour he was back, armored and cloaked and leading Faran towards the Door. On seeing it the Horse kicked up his heels and made several patrons dive out of the way.

Sparhawk leaned down and opened the Door and they passed through the Door... and were gone.

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