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<blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 1755686" data-attributes="member: 6115">Glangim clutches the letter in his mailed fist, torn between the requests of a man who may as well have been his father and his own uncertainties.&nbsp; He nods to the high priestess, a heavy tear can be seen rolling down his rough face and heaves his way darkly past his companions.&nbsp; I knew it in my bones.He closes his eyes as he approaches the statue of the All-Father, his lips forming the words to a prayer but no sound escapes.&nbsp; He exits the temple, eyes closed, he knows it so well he needs no sight.&nbsp; Outside he opens his eyes once more, his hands shaking, his skin darkening like molten earth and he lets out a roar of frustration and heaves himself into the air.&nbsp; His boots redirecting his momentum and he literally falls to the ceiling of the cavern-city, landing with a thud he begins to walk to an outcropping of rock that has so often served as his place of contemplation.Sitting upon a ledge, he places his head in his hands, and wonders what his decision will be although he already knows.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ferrix, post: 1755686, member: 6115"] Glangim clutches the letter in his mailed fist, torn between the requests of a man who may as well have been his father and his own uncertainties. He nods to the high priestess, a heavy tear can be seen rolling down his rough face and heaves his way darkly past his companions. [I]I knew it in my bones.[/I] He closes his eyes as he approaches the statue of the All-Father, his lips forming the words to a prayer but no sound escapes. He exits the temple, eyes closed, he knows it so well he needs no sight. Outside he opens his eyes once more, his hands shaking, his skin darkening like molten earth and he lets out a roar of frustration and heaves himself into the air. His boots redirecting his momentum and he literally falls to the ceiling of the cavern-city, landing with a thud he begins to walk to an outcropping of rock that has so often served as his place of contemplation. Sitting upon a ledge, he places his head in his hands, and wonders what his decision will be although he already knows. [/QUOTE]

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