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[Dan]

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"9 days"

..he muttered as he opened his eyes to the new dawn. He had been sleeping in a bedroll that night, out in the woods so far from the familiar lands he knew. Despite it though, he was not lost, for the trail he was taking was leading him all throughout Britannia. Staring blankly, he gazed to the clouds above him. The sunrise was quite beautiful to him, so beautiful that it was a shame that he hadn't taken notice of them so much as till now.

As he lay there, he remembered what his next destination was, and simply grinned to himself. With little time to spare, he quickly rolled his bedroll up on the grass, strapped it on his backpack, and was up and going again. As he made his way down the trail once more, a piece of jerky quickly found itself to his lips as it became breakfast. The animals around his trail were just waking up as well, and soon enough he could hear the chirping of birds around him.

"Ah, springtime", he murmered with a smile. He had finally made it to a shrine he hadn't seen since his days as a Praetorian guard, and this shrine was quite possibly the most elegant and magical of all. Sensing its presence, he quickly detoured off the path and made it up to see in vision. Before him, stood the Shrine of Spirituality, a monument to its virtue. Knowing full well that this virtue contained all three roots of what made up virtue, he couldn't help but stand in awe of it all. The sparkles and flow of its power truly eminated off its grounds. It filled him with vitality, hope, and most of all a feeling of completion. Rejuvenating his soul, the man perked his ears as if feeling he could attain his surroundings better.

And from there, he headed off on yet another day of personal tour through the lands. After all, Dan only nearly over a week left.