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Kyrnil gave his father a firm (Manly!) handshake. "I'll have that mead now."

"You know...I don't really feel like drinking right now." Valgeir confessed. "Maybe we can share that drink I offered you earlier when you come back from your quest, son."

Kyrnil smiled. "Alright, father. We shall."

The Half-God decided to get some rest before he went off on his journey to the Imperial City. It would take over a week to get there, so he must have be ready to endure numerous nights sleeping in the woods. That didn't bother him though, for nature always made him feel peaceful.