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// Entry #99 
// Story: Starswirl's Journal 
// by AlesFlamas 
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The Commander finally managed to make his way back to to the hall. As it turns out, he wasn't intentionally trying to keep us waiting.  He just got lost. Of course, given that we're in a remote location  miles from any other notable landmarks, and that from the sky everything must just look like a vast expanse of white, I can't really say I blame him. 

Now that we're finally able to sit down as a group and actually discuss matters, I must say that as a diplomat, Stormchaser is much more pleasant. He's willing to listen to reason, though every other inquiry he's made has had something to do with increasing the military might of the pegasi. It's more than a little bothersome, but not nearly so much as his usual boisterous, hyper-aggressive attitude. Anyway, his intentions are good, as he only wants to increase the might of his armies so that he might more thoroughly crush the duchy of Negra Beliza. But Joshua and I both agree that that's no way to go about it. What the right way is... well, to be perfectly honest, we have no idea what the right way to go about this is. The Chancellor's vote is for diplomacy, whereas I'm looking to perform some sort of assassination mission. And of course, there's still the Commander, opting to go in blades drawn and at the ready. Somehow though, none of it seems right. What to do...

Rain would probably know what to do. But I can't just go and ask Rain for advice on how I should go about killing her brother. Or can I? No, that's probably not a good idea.