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The Imperial Exile Chapter Three 1:21 PM, Tenth Month 30, 989 ABY Kalee     Isorak left the Kel Dorian, his face grim. He walked to a nearby lake, one of his favorite spots to just relax. As he walked the choices, the consequences, the rewards they all flooded his head. It was too much for the poor boy. His walk soon became a daze. Isorak began thinking on what had just been revealed to him, by a stranger. Why had the Priests kept it from him? Or where they as oblivious of the fact as he was? Who where these Foreigners? Where they Hostile to the Kaleesh? Where they friendly, like the Kel Dorian? All these thoughts flooded Isorak's mind, f

                                   The Imperial Exile                                      Chapter Two 12 P.M, Primeday, Tenth Month 30, 989 ABY Kalee     Isorak nodded towards As'bak, allowing the Kaleesh's hand to slide off his shoulder. Accepting the command, Isorak turned towards the center of the battlefield, where bodies of hundreds of bloodied and dead Kaleesh people laid on the ground, giving the earth a slight red tint. Meanwhile, Kanto gravemen dotted the field picking up the Kanto dead. They left the Gruus'kav dead untouched, as was custom on Kalee. Isorak sighed, too many had died, he should have done better, but now it was

                              The Imperial Exile                                   Chapter One 9 A.M, Primeday, Tenth Month 30, 989 ABY, Kalee      Isorak stood among his Kaleesh brothers, a young human of thirteen. It was a young age, yes, but this was Kalee and the Kaleesh were a warrior people. Bes