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The waves beat against the wooden mass as it pulled forth from the ocean. The wind blew against the crimson sail, home to the gray cross. The sound of thrashing could be heard from the ship as it pulled closer to the coast. A voice rang out from the thrashing "Prepare for landing." The ship bustled as the crew put their effort forth to prepare for the shore. Sand split as the ship rumbled onto the land of the Fringe. A single board makes contact with the ground as the ship come to a complete halt. An iron boot emerged on the board as the sun shined in the faces of the crew. Lucius Tython looked onward into the land "So this is the Fringe. I wonder where my old comrades are."

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Branaford shakes his head saying "The rebel is back." 

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WELCOME BACK OLD FRIEND.

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Meanwhile Bod eats out of a trash bin in Kaldonia, returning to the ways of his homeless childhood. 

 

Welcome back boi

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Charles hears of his friend's return and smiles. "Good to have ya back old friend."

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*grumbles, realizing he was one of his "Old Friends."*
*Asgoslav Grabs his gear, and goes to whoop lucius' ass until he is in line.*

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