[J] you can't lose something you never had
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|| THROUGH THE TRIALS ||

Maybe this is what the Elders meant by being tested. To live among others who were not Brothers like him, and try his damnedest to adhere to his scriptures and teachings. To live among barbarians and thieves. However, Athanasios didn't know exactly who they were. He only knew what Artemisia had told him, which, frankly, wasn't much. But that was the adventure of it all, to plunge into the unknown. Most of his Brothers wouldn't have dared, but Thanos wasn't exactly one to take the easy way out of things. He did like challenging himself, and this was his way of doing it.

For gifts, as Sia had recommended to bring, Thanos had found a lone sheep for the pack, food for later. Sheep were not often found outside of a herd, especially alone as most predators would have found them before him. The monk's calm nature allowed him to collect the sheep calmly, herding it to a place where he could tie a makeshift leash around it and pull it along with him. The other half of gift he brought were books, for "donation" to the pack's library (or the pack in general if there was no library). He got the book with the assumption that Sia would be interesting in reading them, knowing her thirst for knowledge. Of course, he would have felt selfish and biased if he just gave them to her, so he decided to let the rest of the pack read them as well. These books he had both brought with him and found in Amherst.

He had approached the borders with caution, knowing that this pack, along with any other pack he had come across, would probably not take lightly to trespassers. He simply waited right outside the border, his scent carried upon the wind for any who cared to investigate. The monk sat on the ground to meditate until someone arrived, the sheep laying comfortably by his side and his walking staff placed beside him, pointing directly ahead of him. His garb was not draped over his shoulders, but tucked into the waist belt that was tied to keep the pants in place. Someone would have to notice him eventually, gleaming mask and all in the daytime.

|| OUR TONGUES ARE TIED ||


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