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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4784723" data-attributes="member: 3285">Secret of Semar: Conclusion“Your friend is remarkable,” said Atum.  It had taken all of their healing potions to restore the crushed and battered body of Beldin to life before dawn. “The orisha within him is very strong.  He will be reborn at daylight, as you said he would.”Around the Hutili’s fire, Sebastian also slept.  The struggle to keep them alive and his newfound flight had taken much out of him. “That’s great, Atum.  Any news on Ilmarė?” asked Kham.“I will check on her.”  Atum tottered off. Kham and Vlad passed a gourd filled with a Nyambean concoction back and forth in front of the fire.  “Do you think he really was Emric?”Kham sighed and took a swig.  “I think that he thought he was.  Who’s to say that he didn’t wake up to see Ffashethh standing over him and thought it was Yig?” He handed the gourd to Vlad.Vlad nodded and slurped from the gourd.  “Still, it didn’t work the way Ffashethh wanted it.  Emric had free will.” He handed it back to Kham.Kham gulped some more down. “The curse of being human.”  He winked at Vlad.“I just realized something.” Vlad hesitated in returning the gourd to Kham. “If it’s true that Ffashethh used your flesh to make his own val/ss’ressen half-breeds, that made Emric your son.”Kham snatched the gourd back from Vlad.  He didn’t say anything else. He just finished off the contents of the gourd.Atum returned, ashen-faced.  “I thought you should see these.  We received it as a gift from the village you saved from the Amazons.”He handed Vlad a small book and a battered, wooden box.  The book had a black cover on which “diario” was spelled out in gold leaf.  The box contained six bullets for an Altherian rifle.  “Four white men, like you, passed through here,” said Atum, anticipating Vlad’s question.  “They headed to Isle of Chaugnar Faugn.”Vlad punched an open palm with his fist.  “Livius Carbo!”“There’s more.  Another ship came through; I believe they were in pursuit of this Livius you speak of.  Only they were captured by cannibals, the tcho-tcho.  They plan to sacrifice them to their orisha, Chaugnar Faugn, tomorrow.”“Oooooh no.” Kham waved off Atum, swaying drunkenly.  “We’re not staying here another day.” He pointed at Atum with the empty gourd.  “As soon as Ilmarė is back on her feet we’re going through that portal and getting the hell out of here.”“I do not think your new mother should be traveling through such portals,” said Atum matter-of-factly. “It may do irreparable harm to her baby. I suspect the strain is what weakened her the first time.”“New mother?” Vlad blinked.  “What are you talking about?”Atum was taken aback.  “Didn’t you know?  Ilmarė is pregnant.”Kham dropped the gourd.</blockquote>

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