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“Stefan~” Pandora said wearing some of his robes.

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ツ (Sorry Stefan bugged me to. ouo)

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In Between

Damn these sands, damn these winds, damn everything aboutthis blasted desert!

Renning put a hand atop his eyes and attempted to peer through the ever constant waves of heat and sand. Surely this was the right place. It was difficult to confirm without stars, but Renning had the littlest of intention to await nightfall once more.

There was then no choice but to forge ahead, his cloak billowing in the great gales, sand irritating every line of his body. Surely it was a breed of fool that would so constantly remain in this place. That would so willingly remain here despite such planned out and strident efforts otherwise.

Ah! A firmness beneath his feet! Renning brushed at the sand with his boot, satisfaction finally blooming when ancient stone was soon bared. “Think you can just hide in the desert,” he muttered, continuing forward as the winds continued their ever constant dance through the dunes.

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The sky was dark when a settlement came into view. The heat had been replaced by such an instantaneous cold, one that snuck through his layers no matter how Renning attempted to hold his cloak firm and tight.

There were no lights lit at the entrance, but Renning had sense enough not to press ahead unannounced. “Hail,” he bellowed, his voice near stolen by the wind, “I am Renning Ridell of Crimea! I seek Stefan!” Doubtless there were scouts all through the ancient structures, hopefully at least one that was running off to relay his missive.