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Ioannis has been sitting beside the fire ontop of the dwarven mountains for hours. His mind lost inthoughts, his armour covered by the snow as the fire died out. He then shakes his head and stands up. He goes to his treehouse and packs up some of his stuff and loads them on his horse. He stares the gates of Kal'Akash and moves his hand on the scars on his face. "Such a waste." says with a calm voice. He thinks of stopping to inform the few friends he had left inside there but they wouldnt understand. Instead he turns his head to the exit and mounts his horse. He didnt say a word then, nor while making his way to Laureh'lin. 

 

After a few days, he reaches the gates and stops. He takes a deep breath as he dismounts his horse and removes his helmet. "Finally home."

 

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Aiantas blinks a few times as he glances at his father leaving, furrowing his brows as a few strains of hair fall on his face and frowns. "Father.."

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"I wonder how quickly the bortu will replace the fond memories of him with mindless hatred." Toren seems to muse as he sees Ioannis at the gate. 

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A wood elf woman in a green dress moved to greet the defector with a wide smile and outstretched arms.

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1 hour ago, ˢᵏʸ said:

"I wonder how quickly the bortu will replace the fond memories of him with mindless hatred." Toren seems to muse as he sees Ioannis at the gate. 

"I ALREADEH 'ATED T'AT ***** KNOIFE EARS GUTS" yells a emotionally spurned old dwarf

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"Ye' will always 'ave a place 'ere my friend. We will not forget all that you've done for us."
Jorik nods with a slight smile on his face as the man departs in the distance

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The poor eyed dark elf awaits, scouting over the gate, once the mali'ame reaches his sight, a crooked smile forms upon his visage, "Welcome home, Brother."  He mutters to  himself, giving a nod in greeting from atop the gates.

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An aged One eyed Wood Elf would be sitting on a bench nearby as the 'ame returns to the land of his kin. "Welcome indeed. Now... About getting you a house, yes?"

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Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

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