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Brothers, Sisters, it is sad to say, I must be leaving, my home village in the northern part of this world is in need of my help. I will be leaving first thing next week, and I don't know if I will return. My Father, the Village Elder, is very ill, and it doesn't look like he'll be getting any better. The Gods are calling him home, as they are calling me home, to take my fathers place. I'm sorry I have to leave you all, but all of you will be welcome in my village.
*He pins the parchment he had written to the tree, with his spike under it*
*He gets on his horse, and pulls his old sword out from his horse' side pouch* I'll need you old friend, I don't know what lies ahead...
*He rides off...off to his home*
~IceWinds~
~Cold Hearted~