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[Srelok]

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The swamp of Nazmir. Not a great place to be, and certainly not a great place for a burial. The ground squished under my foot, the prostethic kept sinking into the muck.. But I was here for something I'd regretted ever since I came home.
There was not much left of Sharpfang's corpse. Just a few bones and clumps of matted fur. But I wanted to do it anyway. The wolf and I had never had a good bond but she'd got me as far as she'd had and all she got in return was an ignoble death....

Quet'zill and Ruby were nearby but both gave me space to do this by myself. The troll had even questioned my actions, seeing no reason to return after...
But I had to. Too much had happened here, and it haunted me. I was here not only to pay my respects to my fallen companion but also to face my dae'mons. I had run long enough, now it was time to stand and face the shadows of the past.

I stepped out of the little glade, ready to heal. Ready to rejoin my brothers and sisters of the Clan. Ready to do my part once more, for the blood of Red Blade...