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After many practice attempts and many failures, Bowe had finaly got the hang of opening and closing protals, making travel much easyer from place to place. He stood, arms folded in a large cloak, for warmth, in the harsh cold of the northern Kingdom of Skaal.
Unfolding his arms, he strode towards the grave of his Father, now covered in snow and only noticable by the headstone peaking out of the earth. While walking on the sheet of snow, every footstep a farmilure crunch, he thought about his time in Gaia, a place far south of Skaal. About his Master, Twilight Vengence, and his beloved sister, Shiva. About the very strange people of Gaia, some loud and foolish, others quiet and tame. Some powerful, others weak. And of the revelation of his half brother, Baranok, and meeting his Master. A bit stuck up at times, but Bowe knew he was a good man if Baranok said he was. He had only met his half brother once, and even then they only talked for a few short hours.
Baranok reminded him of there Father. He was built like there Father, tall and a strong body, friendly but a deadly fighter. Bowe was 10 years younger than his half brother, but he still loved his brother and never thought of him as a 'half' brother, as the others in Skaal never let Baranok forget. "Did you see Sir Ragnrs basterd son?" they would say after he would walk past. Never saying it to his face incase they never got theres back.
Unknown to Bowe, whilst in thought, he had accedently passed the grave. Turning to face it he quickened his pace and never took his eyes off it. Besides, it was only 200 metres away, and Bowe was a slow walker.
Ariving at the grave of his Father, he knelt beside it and sighed. He missed his Father dearly, and Ragnr could come back...but Bowe did not want to take paridice and his Mother away from Ragnr. He had been waiting for so long to die and now he was, Bowe douted he would want to come back.
Wiping the snow off the headstone, he began to pray a spoken prayer, as if talking to his Father...

"Father...I....I don't know what to do... Of recent, it's as if my friends and even Shiva are abandoning me. Not meaningfully of coarse, but... They don't talk to me that much any more. And all those Giaians seem as if they are TRYING to get on my nerves!" Getting up, his nerves not allowing himself to stand still, he began to pace beside the grave.
"They all speak as if they are the ruler of the world and theyre word is law! And that Tribe that you started, what a bunch of idiots! I come on your word and they get all up in themselves! And I REFUSE to teach that young wolf boy,whatever his name is.
Gaia is full of idiots and know-it-alls!...I don't know what to do!!! What is my purpose here? What am I suposed to be doing?! I want to be like you Father, how did you become so wise in the midst of the foolish?.....

And at that, a light blue aura appered on the opposite side of the grave, Ragnr was there. He was not the old man that he had lyed to rest, he was standing straight and tall, broad shouldered like he had rememberd him from Bowes childhood. When he spoke,he spoke in a deep voice with the love of a Father to a young son...

"Patience will bring the answers you seek. My wisdom came with many years, and so did my power. You have yet to kindle the flame that is your strength. Venture this earth, traine and search for knowlage and wisdom. Wisdom comes with experiance, not age. Tell your sister I love her very much, and her Mother loves her too."

Ragnr reached out and touched Bowes shoulder, and with that, all his anger and fear washed away. Ragnr faded away and left Bowe in the snow alone again, but he smiled none the less, he had seen his Father again. Thats all that mattered...