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 Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 9:29 am
"I can tell you at the moment there aren't many others around the mountain range back in the direction of the Pridelands, none that I saw clearly in anycase," she commented, but gave a small shrug, "Of course, that's always changing too. As long as you start in the right direction and get out of these mountains, you should be fine."
Mtima gave an optimistic nod, then looked back up to the ledge where she'd come from moments earlier. She glanced back to Daemon without moving her head, and smiled, "If you head back in that direction, over the mountain, you should come to some grasslands. If you keep going, you should reach familiar land. The Pridelands terrain isn't entirely unique, but I'm sure you'll know when you're there."
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 9:56 am
Daemon hoped he'd come across someone on his way there, perhaps it would be ncie to speak with someone on his travels after he conquered these feelings he had within him. His past was so complicated, he hoped by returning to teh pridelands he might get some answers. Answers he searched for when he left and never found.
"Thank you Mtima," he said after she was done explaining where to go. He was sure he could handle that. He jsut had to. "Thank you for everything, and I give you my word, I will never tell any your secret. That si for you to decide someday, not mine."He smiled at her and began to start off in teh direction she pointed out.
This was just the beginning.
Daemon's life would start anew from this point on.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 10:02 am
Mtima smiled fondly at Daemon when he thanked her and gave his word not to tell anyone her secret, and gave an appreciative nod.
"I'll see you there, Daemon," she called after him, "Good luck."
She watched him go for several minutes before turning to look in the opposite direction she'd sent him in. The goddess was still eager to get a look around, and in a fine mood for it. She'd keep going, and then head home. Hopefully Daemon would show up one day, squared off with his memories. Without a glance back, she spread her wings and continued her way further down the mountain.
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