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[Lord Fong]

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Fong leaned back tilting his head to the sky and breathing in the dark night air. It was as if he could see it, being pulled from the sky right into his nose and mouth, he could feel it coursing through his body, then slowly he exhaled. Looking downward to the fire, he watched intently as the flames danced, the drugs were taking full effect now. In the distance you could hear a falcons cry
He had known what was going to happen as soon as Vaen set down his pouches. The ritual of the Totem….First the partakers ingest a strong hallucinogen then reveal inter thoughts and finally receive their Totem Animal…
Vaen was asking questions to the others, when Fong glanced up from the fire. It came to Fongs turn. He did this twice more before announcing the totems.
Rhiannon was totem of the Lioness,
Phyrra was totem of the Coyote,
Vargus was Totem of the Ki-Rin
Fong was reminded of the ever watchful Falcon, his sacred animal, who continued to guide after so many years.
Vaen sprinkled a light blue powder onto the fire and the effects of the drug slowly slipped out of grasp. It had been a good night.
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