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<span class="mu-s">"Branded on leather, less accurate but waterproof... I saw to that. You know, I was bidden to ask for you to give your support to the war. Your deeds with the women impressed the Emir, convinced that you are not some mindless beast. There would be rewards, recognition..."</span>
<span class="mu-b">"Hmmm..."</span> you ponder the offer with a noncommittal smile, <span class="mu-b">"You'll be sure to tell the truth of what happened here?"</span>
An interesting proposal, the idea that the humans could tolerate you if you fought for them. Not that you intend to, but the idea appeals to you in as far as imagining them having to change their perceptions of you from monster to savior. How funny that would be, and what admiration... worship even, you could gain.
For now though, you finally make your departure to sea. Surely leaving all manner of wild stories among the land dwellers in your wake.
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Though you intend to fully embrace the sea once more, after such time spent inland, you still have one last order of business to see to before you can divest yourself fully from the events of the last several days. About a day's swim up the coast, just for safe measure, and you can tramp ashore with Emil in tow.
<span class="mu-s">"Are we looking for another forest, or a town maybe?"</span> he asks in preparation, unsure of your purpose here.
<span class="mu-b">"No..."</span> you mutter as you look about for nothing in particular, <span class="mu-b">"...but you can. Go where you please little man, you're free now."</span>
He nervously laughs at first, remaining by your side and not believing your words. After all, you've jested about things like this before, about letting him go or about killing and eating him. Whatever your mood happened to be at the time. But your standing stoic, eventually makes his eyes go wide with hope.
In truth he probably despises you, and the feeling is more or less mutual. But he served you... decently, so you don't mind letting this one little wretch go free with his life. Especially not now that you have a nice royal replacement in Faysal, marginally possessing his own divinity and better to serve you. For this kindness though, despite the animosity Emil would surely thank you but decides not to push the matter any farther lest you change your mind, and with hesitation starts to wade past you out of the shallows and to shore.
From there he should easily enough be able to find his way among his countrymen, with or without your help.
>Hold up Emil! You have one last thing for him, a little treasure for his troubles and to help readjust back to his life... and hopefully to curry favor with his own people, just as you had with Ubaid and the Almhorads before.
>More than gold, you could perhaps impart a little divinity to him. Just a little as thanks, and allowing you to call on him again if you ever needed to.
>Leave it at that, giving him his life back is a staggering generosity on your behalf. In any case, the sea awaits your proper return.
>[Write-in.]
