originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]I help my sparring partner up from the ground. [/b]
"It's over Kross. I must go."
[i]You can't... [/i]
[b]The seems to be a shadow portal open by me. It is full of supplies. [/b]
[spoiler]Open [/spoiler]
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"I'll be back. Hopefully. Just need time."
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Okay then... I'll send Cadmael in your direction.
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"What?"
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Oh, I never told you... After my father died, I was entitled to owning the underworld. After looking around a lot, I found him, starving and cowering, but alive. I nursed him to health, and I planned to bring him up at the right time. Surprise. *Mortar nervously chuckles*
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[b]My face turns pale [/b] "Mor-"
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It's okay Royal. I will bring him here.
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"You're gonna what?"
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Bring him to you. I told him the same thing, after he tried to kill me, which is fair I guess, it took lots of explanation.
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"I'm confused."
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What is there to be confused about? He escaped before he was truly dead, and spent most of his life as a runaway
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"But. And now he's returning?"
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*Mortar nods* Stay here a few moments if you'd like. *Mortar runs to his house in the mountains*
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[b]I wait[/b]
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*I return a moment later, practically pulling Cadmael* I'm sure you remember Cadmael
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"No..."
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[i]Royal. It's me, Cadmael.[/i] It's okay if you don't fully remember, you lost a lot of memories.
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"No no no no no. That's not possible."
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How is it not possible? Cadmael, royal, standing right next to each other
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"He's dead."
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No, a person is completely dead when their physical and mental forms deteriorate. His physical form deteriorated, but I was able to save his mental state, and bring him back. I'm the ex God of the underworld, I learned to do that a while ago
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"Oh my gods."
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Yea, this is a lot to process, but I've done this before. The first time with Crossbow, the second with Wit. He is number five I think
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[b]My face is a complete pale color [/b] "I can't - I Um-"
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Think of him as my gift to you. [i]I don't like being called a gift... it's demeaning.[/i] You're a gift, go with it
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"My son...."