Mirv walked through the village aimlessly, turning the days events over in his head. He had learned that everything he had been taught to that day was a lie. Mirv had mixed feelings about all of the strange equptment in Olm's basement...He knew that Mudokon's could not stay primative forever, but the old chants and rituals gave him a secure comfort. Quarma was an important value in Mirv's eye, and would not abandon it very quickly
Mirv noticed a short figure dart from one shadow to another. Uh oh Mirv thought Guards. Mirv made his way to the marketplace and hid in an old fruit shop. After waiting for a short while, he quickly left the marketplace and made his way back to Olm's...
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