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[Zeth MelGair]

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Zeth had had them before it was nothing new to him. This day had ended on a bad note. Zeth sat on the floor of the cave mending his armour. The words of Willow rolling around in his mind. Yes I should have walked away, Maybe even ran but I did not and now I have to live with what happened came the reply in his mind.

Zeth new he was not the strongest fighter, but then he didnt have to be he relied more on the shadows and trickery to get his job done than he did his skills with a blade. But to have been knocked down and held to the ground with a war fork pointed to his throat...... It had embrassed him more than anything. Zeth finished mending the wholes in his cloak and set his armour aside it would need a proper hand to fix it. He Crawled over onto his pallet of furs and stared up as the reflextions of the flames danced across the ceiling of the cave.

Tomorrow begins a new day, today is in the past you can not take back any of your actions or words you spoke. So it begins tomorrow, You are rusty in all your skills you should have put up a better fight even if it was a mistake to fight in the first place. his thoughts raced as to what he would need to do.

Zeth closed his eyes and spoke softly into the dim light of the cave. "Tomorrow I train harder, tomorrow I will be better prepared, Never again will be so unperpared as in the past."

For a brief moment she came to the forfront of his mind, Her smile her scent. Then a sudden feeling of betrayal hit him. Zeth pushed her from his mind. "tomorrow is a new day, a better day!"
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