ETTING
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LFANDRA
Shady awakens barely able to move and Lave was standing watch over him. "Well this makes twice that we've been here." Shady managed a laugh and telepathed ~How'd we do?~ his friend smiled "We're still here aren't we? Whatever is left of the shadow's army fled back to the All Concealing Shadows. You gave everyone a fright when you flew over us like that." Shady felt himself sliding back into unconciousness he had to tell Lave ~Just north of the battle field is a large pile of gold, go there and make sure The Shadow is dead.~ he almost heard his friend ask "He was supposed to be there?" but he was already out cold. Mastery of Lightning ain't what it used to be, he thought to himself.
He dreampt of a peaceful world, one that he called home, one that he was trying to return to. When he heard that voice again ~Well done Hero, sorry you had to take this on solo, it seems there is someone out there who sent you to us so you'd be ready. Now it's time for you to go home. Rest well~ The rest of the night was a dreamless sleep.
Shadowing rose up in his lair and stretched, shaking the fatigue away. He looked around and realized he was home at last. He wasn't sure if it was long a dream or if it had really happened. He was reminded of all the adventures he had in the past with his friends. It all still seemed a dream, until he rolled over and saw his circle and sword propped up against the wall. He turned back to his human form took them up and left to find the rest of his friends from Alfandra who were still lost. "A Heroes job is never done!" he quotes and flies away, searching for some sign of anyone who is also searching for a way home.
The End
(for the continuing adventures of Shadowing, see Shyriath's
Little Trip)