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wandering.. aimlessly.. torn.. broken... thoughts no longer expanding and weave plot upon plot.. he only focuses on one goal. "I have to get back.. but those fools" he rambles in his madness "It exists. A perfect world. My dream. i no it does. i was there. I no i was.." he bumps into pedestrians...

A gentle nights breeze washes over the fields of crops. A man rather oddly dressed lays staring at the stars in his dark camp. "Its been.." He smiles to himself.. "Perhaps too long.. Not like they burned it down.." The smile thins reflecting on his long travels through the areas of the land. It...

Its early morning. The mist's slowly drift through the streets as a lone figure stands against a wall, smoking a pipe amd watching the sunrise before it dissapears among the clouds. The figure sighs as it tips the pipe over, then quickly stuffs it into a pocket. "I guess its time to get to...

Sevil lifts and eyebrow at the prospect. "i dont see why not" He plopped down beside Tengu and pulled out his flask for a quick swig. "Bed is the least of my worries now friend" Sevil smiled at the Biata. "Used to be i could bed were i wished, now it seems as my renown gains weight so lessens...

Sevil stumbles through the trees looking to keep his footing and for Tengu. He had received the summons from the biata about an assault on his person and was told to meet him near Isawda's home. "I guess birds of a feather do flock together" he jokes to himself approaching the house.

Just outside of the breach township in a grove of trees stands Sevil. Thinking and humming. "hmm hm hm hmm hmmm, o dear dear elf i pray thee do tell me.... Hm hmm... Hm hmmm hm hm hm hmmm hmm... So that may find the secrets you.." He freezes quickly picks eyes up to the sky. "what do i do...