Strom left, and he was gone. He went south to where Aparthie had last seen
her family. He had excused him self to
the realm of commoners, he was dressed in too fancy and clean a garb to fit in,
so he wondered the streets like a fool in the nearest town. Upon the realization that this town, Keyhov,
was indeed the place where Vito and Necessity lived, he picked a fight in an
isolated alley. There were many young
men that were playing betting games and Strom approached. He told them of their evil vice and he was
ignored. Flustered, Strom announced that
they were all dogs and did not deserve to be in his company. Strom was surrounded by a dozen rugged
looking vandals. He was overwhelmed, but
soon gained composure and destroyed his foes.
Strom emerged the victor, but he himself looked rugged now. Strom would now fit in. He walked away and was happy. Keyhov was to be his new home. Strom sought the town doctor to see to his
wounds. . .and to Aparthie’s.
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More Greatest Evil
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