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[dovahfahdon]

[ He has camped at a field within a grove of trees, a fire softly burning nearby. Alduin is a month dead, and it is still something to take in. Alain has not returned to "civilization" since then--he has kept to earth and flame, power and might, and has only taken in the land, the enemies, the creatures. He has only had thus.

He has expected Niall for a while now, but the dragon agreed to wait for him. Alain does not want to return to the house he built. Instead, upon waking, he uses the amulet given for the first time. Calls the dragon to him.

When he finishes the Dragonborn lays down again. He watches the sky. He waits. ]

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[nehnahlmey]

[He has waited.

Waited, waited, waited until the seconds turn to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to a month. Until his compound eyes were caked with dust, his limbs locked, his heart beating rapidly in anticipation.

From Morndas to Sundas, Nehnahlmey waited.

A month passed, and Alain had not returned. Had not, yet--

Yet, one day, the dragon feels it, a vibration within his bones, a call he has never heard before but knows its source by heart. His head whips toward the source, eyes widening.]

Alain.

[Alain is back. Alain has returned.

With a roar, Nehnahlmey takes to the sky, flying as if he holds the strength and speed of ten dragons. He follows the call (his heart) to a small grove, to a fire in the darkness.

To a Man. Nehnahlmey lands in a nearby clearing, stumbling in his footing in excitement.]

Alain!