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Tyko and Abella had been traveling for days. His last encounter with anyone had been with that dark brute… What was his name? Malakai. He had made a deal with him to trade him Abella for a dagger – he was still waiting on the dagger. He promised to be in the area, but he had to move on. He needed to move around and find things for himself. Perhaps he would come back down towards Anathema afterwards, or maybe he would just stay in the area period. He was looking for things, and he hadn’t found any of them yet.

Despite the fact that he didn’t know anywhere that he would find a dagger, or even a weapon, he still travelled around fine. He didn’t manage to unknowingly trespass yet, probably because he was always using his nose and his brain. And if he wasn’t using those, Abella was. Even though she was his slave, she did pipe up here and there with suggestions and ideas. He liked her for that. Today, however, they had been walking across the barren lands below the Halycon Mountains. He hadn’t ever seen anything like this- the lands were so burned there was no wildlife, no plant life, and no life in general except for him and another he spotted. She had a horse with her, and he hurried along to catch up to her. He wasn’t afraid, ever actually. She seemed to be some kind of trader, and he smiled wickedly. So was he. Maybe he could find some things he needed from her. A loud cackle sounded in the back of his mind as he hurried nearer. The voice had no intention of pushing through the walls today, as it took too much energy that they didn’t have. Abella watched the black male with wide eyes. She could tell the type of face he got when he was conversing inside of his head. She remembered the last few times when he lost it. She didn’t want to be around for another one of those.

Tyko was now nearer to the trader and he called out to her, ”Hey! Miss!” He was polite when he wanted something, and he was a ladies man. Though, it wasn’t advised that anyone got too close to him if you looked back on his history. He hurried more, Abella almost dragging behind him with her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Tyko came up to the side of the walking woman, and he looked up at her with hopeful eyes. ”You wouldn’t happen to be a trader, would you?”



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