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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Strake)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"How's your arm?" She asked him, stepping right into the witch doctor's place. And she had been given the familiar sight of the bedridden Bereit. With a cast on his left arm. Though, the last time she saw him was him being bedridden. Now, he was standing up. But the cast is still on him./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Well, it's getting there. But we have no time to waste. We still have to find those last two Erpels." Bereit explained to her, even if it was clear to her what their situation was. "I may not be able to use this arm, but we've got no time to waste. Who knows how long until that 'Erpel Lord' comes and starts causing all sorts of destruction."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake pursed her lips a bit. "I don't know... with your arm, I don't think we should."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Should... probably not." Bereit commented, before he picked the sword and sheath and strapped it to his waist. "But we have to."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake sighed quietly. She found his determination admirable, despite his arm, but she had a feeling everyone in this group would do exactly the same. So it didn't shock her as much as it could have. "You guys really are strange. But hey, I'm not exactly normal myself."br /br /"None of us are." Bereit commented. He then huffed as he felt himself out, making sure he didn't forget anything. "Alright... I'm ready to leave. How much do I owe the witch doctor?" Bereit asked, turning his head to Strake./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake shook her head. "It's on me. Consider it my thanks for stopping the storm on the mountains."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Bereit chuckled. "Are there more benefits to being a hero?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake scoffed. "Don't push your luck, pal."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Fallen)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen, as well as her two sisters went back to the airship to relax after their battle, as well as recover from the cold conditions they suffered. At least Fallen and Tier had to. Folgen didn't stay in the cold for as long as they did./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So, that's what you two have been up to, huh?" Folgen commented, having her arms crossed. "Never thought I'd see the day where both of my sisters would work together. Despite all the times you two fought when we were kids."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier laughed. "Says you, Miss 'I would kill my sister for mommy.'"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"You are the last person to tell me that." Folgen said with a finger pointed to her face./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I'll admit, I'm not the first person who should say that, but it takes one to know one." Tier stated, before she looked towards Fallen. Or, Rein. "Must have been tough, huh, sis?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen was silent for a few seconds, before she looked up a bit. "I haven't the words on how hurt I was, knowing we were pitted against each other by mother. But... had I known that someday, we'd all come back together and not kill each other anymore... it would have made me happy, that we could be normal sisters."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Normal? Ha!" Tier laughed again. "We're far from normal. But we can still be sisters. Frankly, looking at you guys, I'm proud to call you guys my sisters. Despite what has come between us."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Do you guys..." Folgen spoke up, having a hand on her chin. "Do you guys think that mother separating and putting us against each other was a good thing, by any chance?" She asked curiously. "Think about it. We've come out stronger. If our parents pampered us since day one... we'd probably just be normal girls. We wouldn't be out here, fighting damn dragons and flying around the world."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Erpels, but I get what you mean." Fallen quickly explained what they were really called to her sister. "But... yeah. While the sleepless nights weren't exactly pleasant... but if you ask me... it's all worth it. If it leads me to this point..."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier looked down at her hands, falling silent for a few seconds. "I totally agree." She spoke up, both sisters looking towards her. "I'll be honest, I've had a number of sleepless nights. While I was after mother's approval, there have been nights where I lost sleep, wondering if things would ever be normal again. I sought after it so much... it changed me."br /br /"So what made you change again?" Fallen asked. "To not wanting to kill me?"br /br /"Well, it's a bit complicated, so I'm gonna have to start from the beginning." Tier explained, as he took a deep breath, as if she was preparing herself to explain her reasons, and how it all leads up to where they were now./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen and Folgen leaned a bit closer, getting ready to listen to what their sister had to tell them./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I wanted to save the world." Tier said, and nothing else after that./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"The two fell silent as well, blinking a few times before they looked at each other. "That's it?" They said in unison./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"If I had to pick between my pride or the world I live in, you bet your ass I'm picking life. Especially if it means a second chance to being with my sisters." Tier explained, leaning back and crossing a leg over the other./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen couldn't help but laugh, it going for a few seconds. "And here I was expecting a life story. And all I got was common sense."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier looked at Folgen. "Take notes, sis."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Folgen scoffed and looked away./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So what about you, Folgen? Why did you suddenly choose to help out?" Tier asked./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I already told Fallen. She can explain it to you." Folgen answered sternly./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier turned with an unimpressed glance, as if to say, 'Really?'/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Long story short, actually, it's just short, she still wants to prove she's stronger than I am, but without killing me." Fallen answered truthfully./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Yup. That sounds like Folgen." Tier commented, as she then laughed along with Fallen, Folgen soon doing the same. A heartwarming family reunion. Just like what Fallen always wanted./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Imbir)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir stayed by the others who had passed out during the trek up the mountain. As did Vanessa help out with putting warm towels on their bodies to help with their recovery./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So, how did it look?" Vanessa asked Imbir, as she squeezed out one of the towels to clean it. "The Erpel, I mean."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir went silent for a moment. "I'll be honest... it was terrifying. It had so many spikes, it was so cold, and unlike the other Erpels, this one actually tried to make us question our goal. It was kinda pointless, since we made it this far, but, to think it was that smart. I was afraid it would have been prepared for everything we could throw at it. But somehow, we managed to defeat it without anyone getting killed."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Were you that outmatched?" Vanessa asked nervously./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"It felt that way, at least." Imbir admitted. "But we made it out fine in the end. And I'm happy for that."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Vanessa laughed a bit. "Same here. The world wouldn't be the same without you guys." She admitted./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Oh really?" Imbir asked, looking right at her. "How's that?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Well..." Vanessa scratched her head gently. "I guess all I'm really saying is I'm glad you made it out alive. I don't think I could move on without you all. I'd surely just be marching to my death. As well as the others..."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir nodded gently. "Yeah, I get it. I mean, everyone else would." He then looked back at the towels. "Frankly, that's the one of the rare times I actually got scared... genuinely scared. I mean, the other Erpels made me a little afraid, but that one just... I don't know."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Maybe it really made you doubt." Vanessa figured./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Maybe..." Imbir repeated. He wasn't so sure himself./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"A gentle groan was heard from one of the two sleeping party members. Both looked towards where they heard it from, to see the familiar tentacle haired boy. He sure looked different without his hat on./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Slowly, the boy rose off of his bedroll, soon sneezing. "Ugh... where am I?" Kurve asked in a pained tone of voice. "Am I dead?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Vanessa giggled, as she then walked to him, gently handing him the warm towels. "If you consider this heaven, it could be."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So... am I?" Kurve asked, sounding confused./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"No." She answered truthfully./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Kurve sighed in relief, before she looked towards Imbir. "So we all made it then?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"That's right." Imbir answered. "Though Bereit's got an arm cast."br /br /"An arm cast? What happened?" Kurve asked./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Long story short, he saved our lives, at the cost of his arm." Imbir answered quickly./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Well, not the cost... it'll recover. Just not for a long time. Which is concerning, given we have two more Erpels to hunt down." Vanessa quickly corrected. "Which... brings me to something I wanna bring up to you, Kurve."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Kurve tilted his head a bit./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Even after all of what happened, you nearly freezing to death... are you sure you still wanna do this?" She asked in a concerned tone of voice. "Because... who knows what other things we'll have to face. What mountains or depths we'll have to delve into..." She went silent, letting Kurve slowly understand what she was saying. What dangers they'll continue to face./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I know. And I'm sticking with you guys until the end." Kurve told them, without a single pause to think on it./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Really? Even if it means-"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I knew what the dangers were, Miss Vanessa. Sure, I didn't entirely know about all of this, with the drag- er, Erpels and that, but it's not everyday I get to be a hero and save the world. And even then, it's just the right thing to do. I wouldn't let you guys go alone even if you wanted me to." Kurve told them. "Plus, I have family waiting for me back in the ocean. I couldn't let my family go, let alone all of my people."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir and Vanessa looked at each other, surprised by his answer. They both soon looked at him again. "Well, I gotta say, Kurve, I'm impressed by your courage. Not a lot of kids would stick to it this far."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Kurve laughed gently, before he saw Zelkova. "so... where is everyone else?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Bereit's recovering, Strake's keeping an eye on him. Fallen and her sisters are together and catching up. We're with you, and Scharf is off helping the locals with getting the lifts working again."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Scharf)/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"It had taken Scharf and the people he was with quite a while to get the machines working again. Lots of ice breaking and having to add fresh fuel, given the last one was frozen solid./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"There we go." One of the folk said, adjusting their fur hood. He soon looked to Scharf. "We can't thank you and your friends enough for this. We were near famine."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Scharf shrugged gently, in a way of modesty. "We're hunting those things anyway. We just happened to help out."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Still, we feel like you should be-" The man was soon interrupted by Scharf putting his hand up./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"It's fine. We're not doing this for the rewards." Scharf told him. "If anything... the payoff is more of an inside thing." He looked at the corner of his eye, seeing there was some kids together, looking at all of the stuff happen. Of course, this reminded him of his son. He began to wonder how he was doing, especially with how long him and everyone have been on this journey for. Another reminder of why he was doing all of this./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Would you like to save your game up to this point?/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Yes/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"No/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Strake)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"How's your arm?" She asked him, stepping right into the witch doctor's place. And she had been given the familiar sight of the bedridden Bereit. With a cast on his left arm. Though, the last time she saw him was him being bedridden. Now, he was standing up. But the cast is still on him./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Well, it's getting there. But we have no time to waste. We still have to find those last two Erpels." Bereit explained to her, even if it was clear to her what their situation was. "I may not be able to use this arm, but we've got no time to waste. Who knows how long until that 'Erpel Lord' comes and starts causing all sorts of destruction."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake pursed her lips a bit. "I don't know... with your arm, I don't think we should."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Should... probably not." Bereit commented, before he picked the sword and sheath and strapped it to his waist. "But we have to."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake sighed quietly. She found his determination admirable, despite his arm, but she had a feeling everyone in this group would do exactly the same. So it didn't shock her as much as it could have. "You guys really are strange. But hey, I'm not exactly normal myself."br /br /"None of us are." Bereit commented. He then huffed as he felt himself out, making sure he didn't forget anything. "Alright... I'm ready to leave. How much do I owe the witch doctor?" Bereit asked, turning his head to Strake./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake shook her head. "It's on me. Consider it my thanks for stopping the storm on the mountains."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Bereit chuckled. "Are there more benefits to being a hero?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Strake scoffed. "Don't push your luck, pal."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Fallen)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen, as well as her two sisters went back to the airship to relax after their battle, as well as recover from the cold conditions they suffered. At least Fallen and Tier had to. Folgen didn't stay in the cold for as long as they did./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So, that's what you two have been up to, huh?" Folgen commented, having her arms crossed. "Never thought I'd see the day where both of my sisters would work together. Despite all the times you two fought when we were kids."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier laughed. "Says you, Miss 'I would kill my sister for mommy.'"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"You are the last person to tell me that." Folgen said with a finger pointed to her face./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I'll admit, I'm not the first person who should say that, but it takes one to know one." Tier stated, before she looked towards Fallen. Or, Rein. "Must have been tough, huh, sis?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen was silent for a few seconds, before she looked up a bit. "I haven't the words on how hurt I was, knowing we were pitted against each other by mother. But... had I known that someday, we'd all come back together and not kill each other anymore... it would have made me happy, that we could be normal sisters."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Normal? Ha!" Tier laughed again. "We're far from normal. But we can still be sisters. Frankly, looking at you guys, I'm proud to call you guys my sisters. Despite what has come between us."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Do you guys..." Folgen spoke up, having a hand on her chin. "Do you guys think that mother separating and putting us against each other was a good thing, by any chance?" She asked curiously. "Think about it. We've come out stronger. If our parents pampered us since day one... we'd probably just be normal girls. We wouldn't be out here, fighting damn dragons and flying around the world."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Erpels, but I get what you mean." Fallen quickly explained what they were really called to her sister. "But... yeah. While the sleepless nights weren't exactly pleasant... but if you ask me... it's all worth it. If it leads me to this point..."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier looked down at her hands, falling silent for a few seconds. "I totally agree." She spoke up, both sisters looking towards her. "I'll be honest, I've had a number of sleepless nights. While I was after mother's approval, there have been nights where I lost sleep, wondering if things would ever be normal again. I sought after it so much... it changed me."br /br /"So what made you change again?" Fallen asked. "To not wanting to kill me?"br /br /"Well, it's a bit complicated, so I'm gonna have to start from the beginning." Tier explained, as he took a deep breath, as if she was preparing herself to explain her reasons, and how it all leads up to where they were now./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen and Folgen leaned a bit closer, getting ready to listen to what their sister had to tell them./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I wanted to save the world." Tier said, and nothing else after that./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"The two fell silent as well, blinking a few times before they looked at each other. "That's it?" They said in unison./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"If I had to pick between my pride or the world I live in, you bet your ass I'm picking life. Especially if it means a second chance to being with my sisters." Tier explained, leaning back and crossing a leg over the other./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Fallen couldn't help but laugh, it going for a few seconds. "And here I was expecting a life story. And all I got was common sense."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier looked at Folgen. "Take notes, sis."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Folgen scoffed and looked away./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So what about you, Folgen? Why did you suddenly choose to help out?" Tier asked./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I already told Fallen. She can explain it to you." Folgen answered sternly./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Tier turned with an unimpressed glance, as if to say, 'Really?'/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Long story short, actually, it's just short, she still wants to prove she's stronger than I am, but without killing me." Fallen answered truthfully./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Yup. That sounds like Folgen." Tier commented, as she then laughed along with Fallen, Folgen soon doing the same. A heartwarming family reunion. Just like what Fallen always wanted./span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left" /p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Imbir)/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir stayed by the others who had passed out during the trek up the mountain. As did Vanessa help out with putting warm towels on their bodies to help with their recovery./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So, how did it look?" Vanessa asked Imbir, as she squeezed out one of the towels to clean it. "The Erpel, I mean."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir went silent for a moment. "I'll be honest... it was terrifying. It had so many spikes, it was so cold, and unlike the other Erpels, this one actually tried to make us question our goal. It was kinda pointless, since we made it this far, but, to think it was that smart. I was afraid it would have been prepared for everything we could throw at it. But somehow, we managed to defeat it without anyone getting killed."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Were you that outmatched?" Vanessa asked nervously./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"It felt that way, at least." Imbir admitted. "But we made it out fine in the end. And I'm happy for that."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Vanessa laughed a bit. "Same here. The world wouldn't be the same without you guys." She admitted./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Oh really?" Imbir asked, looking right at her. "How's that?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Well..." Vanessa scratched her head gently. "I guess all I'm really saying is I'm glad you made it out alive. I don't think I could move on without you all. I'd surely just be marching to my death. As well as the others..."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir nodded gently. "Yeah, I get it. I mean, everyone else would." He then looked back at the towels. "Frankly, that's the one of the rare times I actually got scared... genuinely scared. I mean, the other Erpels made me a little afraid, but that one just... I don't know."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Maybe it really made you doubt." Vanessa figured./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Maybe..." Imbir repeated. He wasn't so sure himself./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"A gentle groan was heard from one of the two sleeping party members. Both looked towards where they heard it from, to see the familiar tentacle haired boy. He sure looked different without his hat on./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Slowly, the boy rose off of his bedroll, soon sneezing. "Ugh... where am I?" Kurve asked in a pained tone of voice. "Am I dead?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Vanessa giggled, as she then walked to him, gently handing him the warm towels. "If you consider this heaven, it could be."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"So... am I?" Kurve asked, sounding confused./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"No." She answered truthfully./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Kurve sighed in relief, before she looked towards Imbir. "So we all made it then?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"That's right." Imbir answered. "Though Bereit's got an arm cast."br /br /"An arm cast? What happened?" Kurve asked./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Long story short, he saved our lives, at the cost of his arm." Imbir answered quickly./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Well, not the cost... it'll recover. Just not for a long time. Which is concerning, given we have two more Erpels to hunt down." Vanessa quickly corrected. "Which... brings me to something I wanna bring up to you, Kurve."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Kurve tilted his head a bit./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Even after all of what happened, you nearly freezing to death... are you sure you still wanna do this?" She asked in a concerned tone of voice. "Because... who knows what other things we'll have to face. What mountains or depths we'll have to delve into..." She went silent, letting Kurve slowly understand what she was saying. What dangers they'll continue to face./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I know. And I'm sticking with you guys until the end." Kurve told them, without a single pause to think on it./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Really? Even if it means-"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"I knew what the dangers were, Miss Vanessa. Sure, I didn't entirely know about all of this, with the drag- er, Erpels and that, but it's not everyday I get to be a hero and save the world. And even then, it's just the right thing to do. I wouldn't let you guys go alone even if you wanted me to." Kurve told them. "Plus, I have family waiting for me back in the ocean. I couldn't let my family go, let alone all of my people."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Imbir and Vanessa looked at each other, surprised by his answer. They both soon looked at him again. "Well, I gotta say, Kurve, I'm impressed by your courage. Not a lot of kids would stick to it this far."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Kurve laughed gently, before he saw Zelkova. "so... where is everyone else?"/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Bereit's recovering, Strake's keeping an eye on him. Fallen and her sisters are together and catching up. We're with you, and Scharf is off helping the locals with getting the lifts working again."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"3/span/spansupspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"rd/span/span/supspan style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;" person (Scharf)/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"It had taken Scharf and the people he was with quite a while to get the machines working again. Lots of ice breaking and having to add fresh fuel, given the last one was frozen solid./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"There we go." One of the folk said, adjusting their fur hood. He soon looked to Scharf. "We can't thank you and your friends enough for this. We were near famine."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Scharf shrugged gently, in a way of modesty. "We're hunting those things anyway. We just happened to help out."/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Still, we feel like you should be-" The man was soon interrupted by Scharf putting his hand up./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left""span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"It's fine. We're not doing this for the rewards." Scharf told him. "If anything... the payoff is more of an inside thing." He looked at the corner of his eye, seeing there was some kids together, looking at all of the stuff happen. Of course, this reminded him of his son. He began to wonder how he was doing, especially with how long him and everyone have been on this journey for. Another reminder of why he was doing all of this./span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Would you like to save your game up to this point?/span/span/p
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p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"Yes/span/span/p
p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;" align="left"span style="font-family: Constantia, serif;"span style="font-size: medium;"No/span/span/p