Versus Gum.

[Nosdyn]

In one moment, the desire to stop fighting against life itself stopped.

Something happened there in front of the shaman...an acceptance by Nosdyn.

Where three times Ettermire herself had rejected the demon and his people...a transformation occurred within Nosdyn.

The ghosts of his past were there present with Gum and Nosdyn....watching the event transpire.

"I have no place here." Nosdyn said suddenly. He lost his grip on his weapon, still crying...he dropped it on the ground. The iron mace fell with a hard thud that echoed like a thunder blast throughout the cavernous wall. "Twice I died for N'Jal." Nosdyn said calmly, he looked at the old shaman. "They were empty deaths...not the warrior's death my father promised me. And his father promised him...it was all for nothing." He looked at Gum. "Maybe you are right...maybe life itself is right maybe I do not belong here at all."

Nosdyn handed gum his cloak. "Take, so I am not forgotten. So my people are not forgotten."

"I am ready shaman. I am tired of fighting...maybe I can also know peace. And be with my love that I left behind." He closed his eyes and stopped fighting at that point. He stood there, bare chested and would allow the shaman a chance to completely finish the old demon exile off...he could see her in the distant part of the cavern. Illsandra, looking at him with a peaceful expression on her face.

"Come home with me my love..." She said to him. "You don't have to fight anymore."

Nosdyn looked over to his first wife. He nodded towards her. "I'm tired...I have been fighting for a long time." He looked back at Gum and waited. "If you're going to do something, now is your chance."