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The icy waters of the sea lapped against the black shores of Tamsus. It was the only sound as dark clouds gathered on the horizon, and a thick fog rolled in as the sun gradually fell below the western horizon.

"Azuolas, shall we continue back to Remiel?"

The soft, lingering voice of Veles earned a side glance from the resting Adnos. They had left Remiel that morning to patrol the mountains surrounding the temple, finding themselves on the cliffs above the thin strip of beach at last light as the tide moved in.

"We should make it back as the moon reaches its peak at this pace," Azuolas noted as he rose. "Watch your step, the rocks are getting icy."

Almost as if Azuolas had cursed himself in that moment, Veles lost his footing, sliding into and pitching the Adnos over the edge, and into the inky blackness of the sea.

Summary: Veles and Azuolas depart Remiel in the early morning to patrol the mountains surrounding Remiel. On the return leg of their patrol, they reach Tamsus at last light as the temperature drops and the rocks grow icy. Veles loses his footing on the ice, sliding into Azuolas and pushing him over the edge. Veles attempts a rescue, but is unable to maintain a good hold of his pack-mate, resulting in Azuolas disappearing into the sea below. To a distant observer, Veles sliding into and attempting to pull Azuolas back to safety may have looked significantly more like malicious intent.

This piece serves as my official retirement from Svajone. I love this group and it's been incredibly difficult for me to commit to the idea of leaving, but I've come to recognize that I no longer have the time or ability to keep up with the fast pace of the group. I don't want to be a member who isn't engaging with the community and continues to slide by on bare minimum requirements, and that's exactly the kind of member I've been for several months now, and I'm sorry for that. Thank you to everyone who plotted, role-played, and collaborated with me over the last three years. It's been such a joy, and I hope that one day Azuolas and I can return to Svajone.

Wordcount: 151

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The icy waters of the sea lapped against the black shores of Tamsus. It was the only sound as dark clouds gathered on the horizon, and a thick fog rolled in as the sun gradually fell below the western horizon.

"Azuolas, shall we continue back to Remiel?"

The soft, lingering voice of Veles earned a side glance from the resting Adnos. They had left Remiel that morning to patrol the mountains surrounding the temple, finding themselves on the cliffs above the thin strip of beach at last light as the tide moved in.

"We should make it back as the moon reaches its peak at this pace," Azuolas noted as he rose. "Watch your step, the rocks are getting icy."

Almost as if Azuolas had cursed himself in that moment, Veles lost his footing, sliding into and pitching the Adnos over the edge, and into the inky blackness of the sea.

Summary: Veles and Azuolas depart Remiel in the early morning to patrol the mountains surrounding Remiel. On the return leg of their patrol, they reach Tamsus at last light as the temperature drops and the rocks grow icy. Veles loses his footing on the ice, sliding into Azuolas and pushing him over the edge. Veles attempts a rescue, but is unable to maintain a good hold of his pack-mate, resulting in Azuolas disappearing into the sea below. To a distant observer, Veles sliding into and attempting to pull Azuolas back to safety may have looked significantly more like malicious intent.

This piece serves as my official retirement from Svajone. I love this group and it's been incredibly difficult for me to commit to the idea of leaving, but I've come to recognize that I no longer have the time or ability to keep up with the fast pace of the group. I don't want to be a member who isn't engaging with the community and continues to slide by on bare minimum requirements, and that's exactly the kind of member I've been for several months now, and I'm sorry for that. Thank you to everyone who plotted, role-played, and collaborated with me over the last three years. It's been such a joy, and I hope that one day Azuolas and I can return to Svajone.

Wordcount: 151