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It was late into the night on their fourth day of traveling. Deiter turned to look at the rest of them. "We need to find a good spot to camp at." Jas nodded and pointed towards a clearing in the woods. Deiter tied the reigns of his horse to a tree as Jas started a fire. "We should make it to Ravenwood some time tomorrow." The old elf said as he poked the fire with a stick. Thoughts ran through Deiter's head as he sat down next to the fire. Why was Chani taken, and by who...? He shook his head slowly and layed his bedroll out. Laying down he looked up at the sky. Memories passed his mind of her. He smiled a little then pulled his cloak over him, falling into a troubled sleep.
Jas looked over at Deiter. "You'll see her again soon my boy..." The moon elf sat at the fire remembering when he was young. "That was many years ago..." he said softly with a rough grin.
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