The night was bitter cold in the mountains that surrounded Terra Sanctum.  Dector stood as he had for the past two days waiting for his friend Valen to return from his vigil on top of the snowy peak that held some unknown meaning to his companion.
As the fiery giant peered out from the horizon Dector looked up and found his wait to be at an end, for Valen's dark form could be seen making his way down the treacherous mountain path.  As Valen drew closer Dector looked into his companions eyes and knew that the long months of self exile were also at a close.  Dector smiled to himself as he gathered his gear and made ready for the long journey ahead.  "Britannia here we come".

Chronicles written by Quivalen Soth.

 The Chronicles

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