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>>6339514>>6339547>>6339613We'll move forward, and perhaps if the trouble is too big we'll go back and ask for help from any townspeople.
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You slowly rise to your feet, taking in the warm beams of sun. Stretching, your joints and back pop. You certainly feel refreshed after that mouthwatering meal. You'll have to have Arne teach you how to make a fire next time!
Surely enough, the others wake from their slumber as well. First, your brother lifts up his head and coos softly. This is one of the first times you've both slept outside of your nest atop the tall rock. Then, Sabina wakes, and immediately sits up begins to murmur prayers. The last to get up is Arne, who snores softly until his sister finishes her morning prayers and gently nudges her brother until his eyes open.
Arne smacks his lips. "Guh... Hmm?" He looks around with a puzzled expression. It seems the lad is still not all there yet.
Sabina calmly rubs her brother's hand. "We slept in the forest. We're going to the sacred well, remember?"
The young man rubs his face and nods. "Mn. Yep. I'm awake."
You take a deep breath. "We'll continue on to the well. I received a dream from the spirit of the sacred well warning me that there is an enemy we'll have to face. I wanted to inform all of you."
Arne picks himself up, and makes fists. "Don't you worry, No-Egg, sir. I'm not afraid of anyone if we're together." The young man grabs a sturdy stick and starts swinging it around. "We've got this!"
The young woman nods, clasping her hands together. "The might of Akvon goes before us. I really thought it was over when my brother ate those bad mushrooms and became ill. You came as an answer to my prayers! Surely that means that we have Lord Akvon's favor."
You're not as convinced, but you didn't expect anything else from these young ones. Oh, to be young and naïve again! You have never prayed to any gods before, but you quietly say a prayer to this Akvon. "Please help..."
