02-16-2009, 01:36 AM
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The meeting with DaVinci had ended well, at least Lysander thought so. What made it even better was that the second in command of their pack had been visibly annoyed at Lysander’s foolish and fumbling words. All had gone grandly and now Lysander was officially part of Phoenix Valley, as DaVinci had called it shortly before they had left. After the meeting Lysander had back tracked a bit, picking up his cloth sack and bringing it into the pack lands, his new home, and promptly burying it and it’s contents (minus a few trinkets he pulled out) in the frozen ground. None of it’s contents were particularly important, but Lysander had wanted to bring them with him all the same and he didn’t quite feel like carrying them. He doubted anyone who disturb the bundle of garbage until he found a more fitting home for it– and himself. |