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Pasque's gait was as confident as ever, and he strode into this new land with a smile upon his face. Even though the air about him stank and the further he traveled, the more difficult it was to traverse the muddy waters, he remained optimistic and jovial. He had a mission, and he was not about to let some silly wetland stop him. In fact, he assumed this was just the earth testing him to make sure that he was capable of doing what he had been tasked with doing. The elders had requested that he go out into the world and spread their customs.

The Springborn had not yet decided how he would do this, but he certainly would. Hoisting himself up onto a rare dry log, he paused to catch his breath and rest, wondering where this muggy day would take him next.