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[Cal Hurst]

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Vaen looked out his window and over at the "Legion Inn and Crafting" house, where Rachel called home. Where had she been? Her and Valatin had left some time ago to embark on a journey in which they would come back, but he's heard nothing from them.

Vaen drifted around the room. Valatin and Rachel were his best friends, and now they were no where to be found.

Walking outside the Stronghold and around the island, Vaen remembered the first couple times he was on this island. Rachel's face lit up as soon as she saw it, and she wanted this place to be home. She wanted her own island. Vaen chuckled to himself, "I want, I want, I want. Always about what you wanted, Rachel. All in good humor though." He sighed deeply. "But, where are you?"

Vaen moved over to Rachel's house and sat on the front step, glancing around. "I know I've made new friends," Vaen said, "but Valatin and Rachel, the both of you need to come back. We've come so far as the Legion, and it's just not the same if I can't share it with the two of you." Vaen placed his head down on his arms which were crossed above his knees. He sighed and shook his head. "Maybe you don't have to come back, but please, just be ok. Don't be in any trouble, distress, or life threatening situation. Just be happy, that's all I could wish for you two. Just be happy..."

Vaen turned as he looked over the building and nodded to himself. Walking away from it, he wiped a small tear away from his eye. "Just be happy..."
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