The moment the strange stone touched him Loki a wave of calm flood over him as his consciousness slipped away. Soon after he felt the influence of the stone again as foreign ideas flowed into his sleeping mind. Even in his unconscious state he fought the invading thoughts at first....
Do not question your path. I don’t plan on turning my back but I will not follow blindly. Remain loyal to the Nomads. I am loyal to both Humanity and Nomads, I chose this path because it is the best for both. You must pick a side, chose the side of the Nomads.
However it slowly grew harder to distinguish between the foreign thoughts and his own…
I do not have room to falter from the path I have chosen as hesitation could mean death. That does not mean I follow blindly but I must commit to one side so that one day the possibility of peace between Nomads and Humans. Until that day I serve the Nomads.
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After the process was over his memory of the process had faded he felt at peace… which was strange to him as he had never truly felt at peace. He was always one to question his actions even when he had been committed. Slowly his peaceful mood faded, ironically, he started question whether he should be calm right now or not. However, he never did question the path had chosen anymore though. He slowly sat and saw Tara sitting not to far off. “Did I fall asleep?”
