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Reill stepped across the border to Matori he was quite happy about his little trip, a little worried about his reception perhaps but it couldn't be helped. He had personally never owned slaves so that had to count for something. The wind buffeted him in a warm salty welcome and he decided he liked the taste of it. He pulled his mask down and inhaled deeply. The air was full of moisture it was fantastic and so different from crispy Oba. He made his way to the ocean as fast as he could and dunked his feet in. He sat on the sand at the edge of the water and just looked out over the ocean.