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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Velmont" data-source="post: 3246396" data-attributes="member: 13739">Jango stands up and go to the small bassin where thre is some water. It is not fresh, but it will be perfect to remove the sweat on his face. As he puts his hand into the water, he sees them still shacking. He stares a moment at them and takes a deep breath. He starts to control his body, his feeling, as he use to do each time he thinks of his mark. This state of calm and inner peace of perfect control over his body seems easier to have with time, but tonight, it took him hard efforts. He finally wash his face with the water.He stares a moment at the windows. He slept a long sleep. No doubt he will have difficulty to sleep tonight... but do he really want to sleep? Jango had been interested to come back to teh temple to have answers. The idea had evolved... now he wanted to confront that thing... but could he do that alone? He needed to speak to that thing, alone, without anyone to interfer. The others would not understand... except maybe Ari, but he was no more in town.Jango looks at his things and pack it in a backpack. As he has done so many times with his sister, he makes sure no one can see him, take out by the windows. Instead fo leaving, he simply hide his backpack and come back in his room. He now just needed to get out by teh main door, so his parents just think he has decided to take a walk with Griot to show up the town.The young elf exit his room and and go to the common room. "Good night mom. I wanted to go take a walk around teh town and to the light house, to show Griot a bit the town, so he become familiar with the surrounding." He grabs a pece of bread and dired meat. "Can I?"</blockquote>

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