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J'adore nodded. He did not want to say right now, it was too soon for him to feel ready. But she would learn soon enough. He was comforted by the fact that she was sympathetic to his dissapearance.
J'adore again nodded, but this was a more enthusiastic one. Yes, I'm sure Chief Dawali would like the idea, and I'm sure everybody would have no trouble sacrificing something for the spirits'. It was truely a great idea. If accepted and carried on as a tribe tradition the pair of fire tenders would be know for years to come. J'adore had always liked the idea of be known when he himself had gone. He was now the patriarch of the Austral family, well at least the Canada division, that alone would leave him remembered. His sons and daughters would and their sons and daughters would spread thoughout the land for years to come. Hopefully. So either way he would be remembered.
'Where to start...' J'adore mused, eyeing the colorful wares Rallla had produced. J'adore had to think of something for the sacrifice, something meaningfull. He was at a lose of what he could give, but he still had time to raid him cabin for something. He would spend time deliberating over this, he woul not give the spirits something poor.
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