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Pere smiled and glanced around happily. He hoped his bones wouldn't snap in the middle of nowhere, and he hoped this mud would know where he was going. Bah the staff would guide them in a moment of need!
He hoped.
Pere nodded and said " So where is it you intend on going? The Slig Fortress? " He ambled closer to Egamorf, and glared into his dark, beady eyes. " Just to see it for yourself? " Pere looked in the general direction of the Fortress, as he could not see it, and did not know the exact location of it. Between the mighty towering Fortresses were the ruins of Mirakinia valley shrine. An ancient prayer area where the Mudokons had once gone to pay tribute and connect to the spirits of beyond. That was before the sligs had annihalated it, bone for bone, stone for stone, big, fat, bullet for big, fat, bullet. Many had died on that scornfull day. It was said that the ruins were now haunted with the lost spirits of the dead. None who venture there ever return.....
Pere looked down at Egamorf, who was busy tutting. " Well? " Said Pere.
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