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This time I leave, and I leave for FOREVER, not by exile but moronic people with no brains, but by me. I leave everything to Paul, everything I had to Paul, a great friend of them all; he truly deserves it.

Paul whatever you do, please do not loose my blade I gave you. I used it when i was young till I retired. So pass it on to a strong warrior friend or son just no foe.

This island... too many things to say... i shall never forget in ways mosty good. Untill then if you ever travel we may cross paths.



Your truly,
Kringin

Catches the next Ship to the Easternlands into the unknown...

I shall miss you, my old friend. I hope Paul does well with what you gave him.

Paul cries.

I'll... I'll miss you, Kringin. You were an upstanding and caring citizen of Troll's Bane.

Paul's parchment is soaked in tears.

Watches the ship as it sails beyond the horizon.

Farewell Kringin... You will be missed.

She stands awhile and decides to return to town to rest.

Fair well good friend. Might our paths meet again. Perhaps we shall meet in my homelands, Groshak. I shall send you a message by my crow if i am coming to the eastlands.
sighs and thinks to himself "another good friend gone"

I'm saddened to hear this, old friend, but if ye feel ye must leave then...
I can only hope we meet again some day.

It is so sad to see people go, I wish you good luck.

Deats