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Arric moved through the creek anxious and irritated. The place was falling apart from the inside out and he had no idea what to do. They could lay the blame at Lestan and Reverie, but that was an unfairness. Because they could not help who they were or how they were. Some people were just sick, and sometimes it was in the brain. However, they both had enough reason, enough drive to know that their ways were leading to their demise. Surely?

But then again, maybe not. He sighed and bent large head to water's edge and drank deeply. Blue eyes going across the lands. Searching for any harm that would come to them from border sides.