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Another Aiel moves through the strange wooded lands to the east, leaving his home in the Waste far behind. He carries a case given to him by his Chief, who says it was given to him by his Chief, and has passed through Aiel hands for generations. he does not know what it contains, it is not his to ask why. It is simply his to find the Car’a’carn and help him lead the battle to the Dark One. Perhaps lost in thought, perhaps weary from days of travel, he does not notice the stranger until he is nearly upon him. The Aiel pauses, cautious. In this land he does not know friend from foe, and any man he meets could be the one he seeks. The man smiles, offering a greeting, but then with a wave of his hand the Aiel is pierced with a jet of flame and collapses to the ground. Pushing the corpse into a ravine, the man picks up the case, absentmindedly, opening it casually as he goes on his way. What he finds inside though stops him in his tracks. He stares at it in shock, and then begins to laugh.
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