[b]Exodus.[/b]
[i]Dojo main courtyard.[/i]
Karishad was sitting alone, trying to keep himself calm as he prepared himself for the approaching fight. Prior to arriving in the Dojo he had sent his family away to somewhere safe. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt his family ever again, even if it meant he wouldn't make it.
[i]The Glade: Quincy's campsite.[/i]
Quincy was packing his things to bury them. He knew someone would probably wander out here and take his things as loot. Once his things were buried, he sat on a stool he had left unburied, flexing his hands and prepping his weapons, sighing sadly.
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