let me get a few things together.  A wound of that caliber is going to be tough, K.”

   Kagyra whipped his head towards his new companion with a smile; he called him, K.

 

Tarth

(Aran; circa the last day of the Mazulian reign)

   Tarth of Aran strode down the main hall of Aristol’s ground level looking for Oates.  Oates called for him while he was in the Great Valley with his wife.  They were trying to have a child since they had been given permission and had yet a chance to be intimate.  As soon as they were unpacked, a transmission came directly from Oates himself.  He sounded desperate and beaten.  “Get here, I need you,” he said and that was all....

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