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	<br>[[Cythra/Storyteller#Chapter_2\|Chapter 2]] (someday)		<br>[[Cythra/Storyteller#Chapter_2\|Chapter 2]] (someday maybe)

	==Chapter 1==		==Chapter 1==

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	==Chapter 1==		==Chapter 1==

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	===The Storyteller===		===The Storyteller===
			[[Cythra/Storyteller#Chapter_1\|Chapter 1]]
			<br>[[Cythra/Storyteller#Chapter_2\|Chapter 2]]

	==Chapter 1==		==Chapter 1==

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	==The Storyteller==		===The Storyteller===

	Chapter 1		==Chapter 1==


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	I went outside and sat on the bench. Just sat.		I went outside and sat on the bench. Just sat.



			==Chapter 2==

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	My family! They must be worried. I'd been too caught up in my own feelings to consider them.		My family! They must be worried. I'd been too caught up in my own feelings to consider them.
	I tried to put on a brave face. I'm not sure I ~~was successful~~.		I tried to put on a brave face. I'm not sure I succeeded.

	"It is part of the old magic. Acceptance will come."		"It is part of the old magic. Acceptance will come."
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	By the time we got to town I could hear the nearby rushing of the river Fluev from which the town took its name.		By the time we got to town I could hear the nearby rushing of the river Fluev from which the town took its name.
	The Hunter introduced me around in various shops getting what provisions he thought we could carry as well as clothing and gear to replace my own which the Hunter clearly found to be woefully inadequate.		The Hunter introduced me around in various shops getting what provisions he thought we could carry as well as clothing and gear to replace my own, which the Hunter clearly found to be woefully inadequate.
	I asked everybody if they knew who the dog belonged to but nobody had ever seen him before. I guess we were stuck with him.		I asked everybody if they knew who the dog belonged to but nobody had ever seen him before. I guess we were stuck with him.
	We then headed back up the mountain retracing our course down except this time it was more like, "Tree... Bigger tree... Rock that's not a tree."		We then headed back up the mountain retracing our course down except this time it was more like, "Tree... Bigger tree... Rock that's not a tree."

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	By the time we got to town I could hear the nearby rushing of the river Fluev from which the town took its name.		By the time we got to town I could hear the nearby rushing of the river Fluev from which the town took its name.
	The Hunter introduced me around in various shops getting what provisions he thought we could carry.		The Hunter introduced me around in various shops getting what provisions he thought we could carry as well as clothing and gear to replace my own which the Hunter clearly found to be woefully inadequate.
	I asked everybody if they knew who the dog belonged to but nobody had ever seen him before. I guess we were stuck with him.		I asked everybody if they knew who the dog belonged to but nobody had ever seen him before. I guess we were stuck with him.
	We then headed back up the mountain retracing our course down except this time it was more like, "Tree... Bigger tree... Rock that's not a tree."		We then headed back up the mountain retracing our course down except this time it was more like, "Tree... Bigger tree... Rock that's not a tree."

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	The Hunter led me over the ridge and down the other side. This side of the mountain was less craggy, quite green and had a gentler slope. We walked together in silence. Well, to be fair the Hunter's great strides carried him along swiftly while I worked to keep up. Eventually, as we emerged from a copse of evergreens, I could see what appeared to be a small cabin ahead of us.		The Hunter led me over the ridge and down the other side. This side of the mountain was less craggy, quite green and had a gentler slope. We walked together in silence. Well, to be fair the Hunter's great strides carried him along swiftly while I worked to keep up. Eventually, as we emerged from a copse of evergreens, I could see what appeared to be a small cabin ahead of us.

	Outside the cabin stood a group of people ~~clad~~ in deeply hooded, dark robes. ~~They~~ were formed in a semicircle with one of them standing in the center. Seeing the group, the Hunter slowed his approach. I instinctively moved a little behind the large form of the Hunter as we walked. As we drew closer I could make out a crescent moon symbol on their robes. We walked straight towards the person in the center of the semicircle but stopped a respectful distance back.		Outside the cabin stood a group of people facing us like we were expected. Clad in deeply hooded, dark robes, they were formed in a semicircle with one of them standing in the center. Seeing the group, the Hunter slowed his approach. I instinctively moved a little behind the large form of the Hunter as we walked. As we drew closer I could make out a crescent moon symbol on their robes. We walked straight towards the person in the center of the semicircle but stopped a respectful distance back.

	"~~Greetings~~," said the Hunter as I tried to subtly peek around him.		"Hello," said the Hunter as I tried to subtly peek around him.

	There must have been at least dozen gathered there. They stood stolid and still. The mountain breeze did not seem to touch them.		There must have been at least dozen gathered there. They stood stolid and still. The mountain breeze did not seem to touch them.
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	I ate supper in a quiet haze. I don't even remember what it was we ate.		I ate supper in a quiet haze. I don't even remember what it was we ate.

	After supper I spent some time telling the Hunter of Szalla. Of Mister Fletchley and his general store. Of Farmer Boggs and his wonderful fruits and vegetables. Of how Farmer Boggs would let me take apples for myself. "As long as you don't waste it," he would say with a bluff at gruffness. Hunter laughed at my impression of the farmer's gravelly voice. He was an attentive listener and seemed to find it all interesting. He let me go on and on throughout the evening without interruption. That night I went to bed feeling homesick, but the events of the day quickly caught up with me and I fell into a fitful slumber. That night Molx and Nalya of Szala went to bed lamenting the fact that they never had children.		After supper I spent some time telling the Hunter of Szalla. Of kindly Mister Fletchley and his general store. Of Farmer Boggs and his wonderful fruits and vegetables. Of how Farmer Boggs would let me take apples for myself. "As long as you don't waste it," he would say with a bluff at gruffness. Hunter laughed at my impression of the farmer's gravelly voice. He was an attentive listener and seemed to find it all interesting. He let me go on and on throughout the evening without interruption. That night I went to bed feeling homesick, but the events of the day quickly caught up with me and I fell into a fitful slumber. That night Molx and Nalya of Szala went to bed lamenting the fact that they never had children.


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	After walking a couple of hours we sat on a log in an otherwise open field of grass and wildflowers where we had a light repast of bread seeded with grains, cheese, and a little preserved meat. I tossed some crumbs of bread to a white bird marked with dark ~~chevrons~~ that choose to perch on our log with us. It seemed cautious but appreciative.		After walking a couple of hours we sat on a log in an otherwise open field of grass and wildflowers where we had a light repast of bread seeded with grains, cheese, and a little preserved meat. I tossed some crumbs of bread to a white bird marked with dark chevron stripes down its back that choose to perch on our log with us. It seemed cautious but appreciative.

	I then spied a yellow dog sniffing its way around the field. I coaxed it over with a scrap of meat which it gobbled hungrily. It was happy to let me pet and hug on it. As we continued our journey, Gus followed us. I decided to call the dog New Gus even though I'm not sure Old Gus the cat would approve of sharing his name with a dog. On our way down the mountain Gus would sometimes wander off this way or that but he always returned.		I then spied a yellow dog sniffing its way around the field. I coaxed it over with a scrap of meat which it gobbled hungrily. It was happy to let me pet and hug on it. As we continued our journey, Gus followed us. I decided to call the dog New Gus even though I'm not sure Old Gus the cat would approve of sharing his name with a dog. On our way down the mountain Gus would sometimes wander off this way or that but he always returned.
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	I asked everybody I met if they knew who the dog belonged to but nobody had ever seen him before. I guess Hunter was right, we were stuck with him. We then headed back up the mountain retracing our course down except this time it was more like, "Tree... Bigger tree... Rock that's not a tree."		I asked everybody I met if they knew who the dog belonged to but nobody had ever seen him before. I guess Hunter was right, we were stuck with him. We then headed back up the mountain retracing our course down except this time it was more like, "Tree... Bigger tree... Rock that's not a tree."

	Every now and then I could swear I saw that same ~~chevroned~~ bird. All I really wanted to know about the topography was why they built mountains in places with such thin air. It didn't sound like it was at all well planned out to me. By the time we arrived at the cabin I realized that I completely forgot to ask anybody about Szalla. This I did not mention to the Hunter.		Every now and then I could swear I saw that same striped bird. All I really wanted to know about the topography was why they built mountains in places with such thin air. It didn't sound like it was at all well planned out to me. By the time we arrived at the cabin I realized that I completely forgot to ask anybody about Szalla. This I did not mention to the Hunter.


	The next day training began in earnest. First was a morning run every day before breakfast. I was sure now more than ever that mountains were built in the wrong places. At least we had Gus keeping us company. After breakfast he would put me through various stretching and relaxation techniques. I'm pretty sure I needed the relaxation part. After lunch was combat. This was probably more of a workout than running was but I found it more interesting and I could ask questions about the various techniques; I sometimes asked questions as a strategy to catch my breath. I found myself yawning a lot trying to get more air into my body.		The next day training began in earnest. First was a morning run every day before breakfast. I was sure now more than ever that mountains were built in the wrong places. At least we had Gus keeping us company. After breakfast he would put me through various stretching and relaxation techniques. I'm pretty sure I needed the relaxation part. After lunch was what he called open-hand combat even though a lot of it involved closing my hand into a proper fist – which he taught me how to do in great detail. I had no idea that a fist was such a fiddly thing. This was probably more of a workout than running was but I found it more interesting and I could ask questions about the various techniques; I sometimes asked questions as a strategy to catch my breath. I found myself yawning a lot trying to get more air into my body.

	I wanted to learn to use my shiny sword but Hunter would say, "You can't even control your body, how do you expect to control a blade?" I tried not to feel too insulted by this. I'm not sure I succeeded.		I wanted to learn to use my shiny sword but Hunter would say, "You can't even control your body, how do you expect to control a blade?" I tried not to feel too insulted by this. I'm not sure I succeeded.
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	Hunter was right though, I was already growing into my breastplate.		Hunter was right though, I was already growing into my breastplate.

	One morning as we ran side-by-side Hunter was explaining that we would soon be moving on to a different location when he suddenly pitched forward face first onto the ground. A mountain cat crouched there. It had leapt from one of those big rocks that Hunter found so notable and clipped him from behind. Its eyes didn't glow red but they were intense and bright. ~~I find it funny~~ that I would notice such a thing.		One morning as we ran side-by-side Hunter was explaining that we would soon be moving on to a different location when he suddenly pitched forward face first onto the ground. A mountain cat crouched there. It had leapt from one of those big rocks that Hunter found so notable and clipped him from behind. Its eyes didn't glow red but they were intense and bright. Funny that I would notice such a thing.

	My sword was quickly in my hand. I gripped it awkwardly with both hands and held it straight out, shaking at arm's length in front of me. Gus was instantly there barking and snarling. The large cat began to slowly circle on the dog. I yelled for Gus to get back when the cat suddenly lashed out striking with a large, clawed paw. Gus lay there unmoving, his throat torn out. It was over so fast he didn't even have time to yelp.		My sword was quickly in my hand. I gripped it awkwardly with both hands and held it straight out, shaking at arm's length in front of me. Gus was instantly there barking and snarling. The large cat began to slowly circle on the dog. I yelled for Gus to get back when the cat suddenly lashed out striking with a large, clawed paw. Gus lay there unmoving, his throat torn out. It was over so fast he didn't even have time to yelp.