<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">“I guess you are mad but at least you want to do something about it.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">He wasn't exactly sure if his personal desire for vengeance would help the rest of their kind or not. But what did he have left to him?</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">“I can’t stop you my friend, but you are on a path to vengeance and what will you do after it? Will killing the emperor clench your thirst for vengeance?"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">He didn't think he'd thought of how it would make him feel if he accomplished his goal in killing the Emperor. He assumed his life would shortly be over after he had drove his spear in to the Emperor. What came afterwards did not matter to him much. It shamed him to realize just how selfish the act of vengeance truly was, especially in light of realizing that it would not accomplish anything but, he could not help it. He was a flawed being, as everyone was. Could he rise over his base desire for revenge?</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">“I already know you are brave and strong no need to put up a front around me, I will not think differently of you.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">She was too kind to him. He idly wiped a tear away and tensed when he felt her soft, warm hands on his back. However, the tension flowed away from him as she began to chant and he felt warmth suffuse throughout his entire back. It seemed to go beyond skin deep for he soon felt it pouring in to his very body and a gasp was wrenched from him as it also brought pain, but a pain of healing. Like the itch of a closing wound only magnified a thousand times. Lassitude seeped through him and he felt his eyelids growing heavy as the effects of her healing power healed the wounds upon flesh and even touched upon the screaming maw of where his A'una had been. Her voice was haunting, but beautiful, reminding him of the home he had lost and the friends and family he would never hold again.<br/>
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He felt his head drooping as the song came to an end, but the echo remained for a moment in the cave, harmonizing with the sound of the waterfall and the soft pitter patter of rain that could be heard over the roar of the waterfall,</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">“Life isn’t easy nothing ever is. Rest now.. the salve I spread on your Back will ease the pain, the bruises will be gone from your back come morning I will heal more of you as time goes on.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">She had done more than anyone had for him in years and he turned around to protest her plan to further minister to his ills but she had already collapsed in to her bedroll and drifted off in to sleep. For a moment, he sat there in silence, listening to the crackle of the fire as well as the other sounds of the cave. He breathed deep and clasped his hands in front of him. Bowing his head, he uttered a short prayer in the language of his people to the Mother Goddess for sending Raida in his path.<br/>
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Slowly, still tender despite the excellent healing accomplished by Raida, he slid in to his bedroll and allowed his eyes to close. Slowly, he drifted to a deep and dreamless sleep.<br/>
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Outside, the whispers of rain and water continued unabated.</span>