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Scarred days
Zole walks through the woods mumbling to himself. "That bastard Sebastian can't do anything right. He bickers and starts shit but just can't follow through." As Zole jumps over a fallen log his grunts out of frustration. "I didn't want no damn healing. Now I gotta owe someone for that. They just don't get it. When I try to be nice they complain and say i'm insulting them. When I finally try to be the bastard they say I am they all try to keep me alive. I hope I find this damn wyrm and at least die doing something interesting." Zole stops at the edge of a drop and looks over at the landscape. His anger fades to dispair. "Michael, you would have loved the view here. It's nothing like home, but still nice."
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Sasha, the 12 year old Shadow Lord theurge, walks up silently and looks out at the view.
"I miss the mountains of my home. This place changes a person..."
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Zole doesn't turn his head but looks at the child out the side of his view. "This definately isn't anything like home. Maybe that's what drew me here. What do you want, little one?"
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Sasha looks up at Zole. There is more age and seriousness in her eyes than a 12 year old should have.
"To know why there is such pain in your heart that you wander alone."
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Zole finally turns to Sasha. "Don't go there, girl. I just met you and already you push my buttons like them in the camp. Lass, why have you come to speak to me?"
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Sasha shrugs. "To speak with you, to learn why you are here. You are too angry for my purpose of bringing everyone together. I want to know why before I send you to defend me."
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"I am a fighter. That's all i'm good for. I fight. Anger kind of goes hand and hand with it."
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Sasha smiles and shakes her head. "There is a fine line of rage that fuels all combat. However, misplaced anger does nothing to benefit the War. I need you to protect me. I need you to fight the Wyrm. I need you to focus on the battle that is coming so that I may awaken."
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"Um...aren't you awake now? You are talking to me? Are you the one that called us here?"
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Sasha smiles in an almost motherly fashion.
"I am speaking through the girl because I am still weak, but I am awakening. And I need your help."
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