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They did not talk too much on the first day of travel through Albion. It was nearly immediate though how lost they were walking through the forests of this island before meeting the High Elf. Where Lucian thought there were no paths she would find one, where he would have gone in one direction she took them on a completely different one.
Sometimes she would take them through the trees where the canopy was thin or the thickness of the outcropping was little. He swore that there was not a single moment in their travel that day that they had lost sight of the sun which danced above their heads.
It was because of this Lucian knew that they would not meet any of the Chaos Warriors that they had scared off. Those creatures and men prefered to be hidden amongst darkness. The sun was a bane against them, purging the sickness of Chaos off of their skin.
Lucian knew as the sun lowered itself towards the ground that they had doubled, no, tripled the distance either he or Bok had traveled previously. Their wits not a match for what was a mistress of the fay.
The fire was started as the sun dipped, the game provided by Bok who had thrashed a great amount of the deer he had caught. How a Kroxigor was so effective at hunting Lucian did not know, but he knew that its powerful nose and senses were of great help tracking down anything within these woods. He had to finish cleaning the beast but it would be enough for them all to eat from.
As the meet cooked over the fire the Knight looked over to see the elf looking up towards the moons. Lucian could see the same thing that she was looking at, the waning Mannslieb and waxing Morrslieb that looked almost wicked in the skies above.
“We will arrive at those temples in three days. When we do, the Dark Moon will be in full ascendance.” She spoke openly.
“It seems the Dark Gods knew that their Champion was to fall, and let him.” Lucian said as his eyes turned towards it, “We will be welcomed but a greater evil at the Temple.”
“Do you not fear that which we might find?” The Elf asked simply, “If we are to arrive at the grinning glint of Morrslieb, then it will be an even greater battle than the one you just had.”
>So be it
>Good, I was waiting for this chance
>We don’t run towards death because we want, its because we must
>Morrs Decides.