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Candlekeep The last rays of the setting sun were just fading from Gorion's old room, when the Gatewarden strode in, full of purpose. Holding aloft a candlestick, he went from sconce to sconce, filling the room with light. Setting the candlestick aside, he stood stock still, his bearing still betraying that he was ill at ease. A few moments later, the Keeper of the Tomes himself, Ulraunt, bustled in. He looked from side to side, as if expecting some fiend to come leaping from what few shadows remained in the room. "So they are really gone then," Ulraunt said. "It is as I said, sir," offered the Gatewarden. "Gone with everything it looked l