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"Well, let me see..." Began Li, suddenly wishing he had a pipe or some ale or something to keep himself busy. "Before my hair went gray I just wandered around, getting into mischief. You know, howling at the moon, scaring the pop-tarts out of folks, stealing people's girlfriends, going on adventures... But eh... I settled down here about 300 ago. Trained a bunch of rangers and had a family." He nodded happily. "No regrets there. Though I do wish I would have set a few more people on fire..." He winked at Jas. "Now you wanna see some real gene work, you should see my grandchild! Lynae's the damn prettiest thing you'll ever see, I bet." He boasted.
Maverick took one last sharp breath. "That's all I know."
Chani pushed him aside, and Maverick instantly took of running. A pained expression crossed the half-elf's face, and she took Deiter's hand and squeezed it for support. "Why is life so miserable?" She asked, looking up at him as if he would know all the answers to her troubles.
Arrakis's eyes widened and he staggered back, hissing in pain. The blood poured strongly from the scythe, as though it had it's own beating heart, pumping out blood. Two wretched tears slid down his cheeks, and he ululated in agony. He couldn't bear to look at the person who was causing him so much pain! Sobbing audibly, he lay down in the grass, writhing in pain. "Stop! Stop hurting me!" He stumbled to his feet and tried to run, but tripped again. His vision was going red...
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