"Maybe to the Drow, my Dark Elf cousins almost always welcome Sylvari outcasts." He thought, as he started climbing the foot hills.
"Or I could travel to the city of Bala, and see just how big and grand it is." Kelnin reached the top of the hill and looked at the towering Avwan Mountains. Now Kelnin was a wizard, and good at weaving offensive spells in a short time, thus was a good 'Battlemage', as some people called him, also because could fight with bow and spear as well as incantations. He then thought that he might slip back through to the west, but the enchantments of his kin would stop him.
"But someday I shall find Nanlyr, and slay him. That will teach him to snoop around and discover that which is not for him." Kelnin used his magic powers to probe the mountains for an easy pass between them, and found none, so he began the long climb up the Avwan, and to the east.
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