thanks guys, im glad you like it. but im leaving it here for now. chapter 3 is under construction. will update my other story as frequently as i can.

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thanks guys. glad you're enjoying it.

anyone reading this? hows the story so far? feed back will be appreciated. thanks.

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Lol. yes its finished. but i have two more stories i posted up from the same universe.

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lol. thanks man. glad you like it.

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thanks man.

The rest of the journey turned out to be uneventful as they made the three day walk to the nearest human settlement without incidence.

It was as if the gods had blessed a path for them to follow.

The normally truculent and mistrustful Lowlanders had even accepted them warmly.

It was at this settlement they first sought information and once again things worked in their favor.

After parting with a portion of gold they were presented before a village elder.

He was a withered old man who had outlived many kings and was famed to have collective memory of the Lowlands such that people came to him from far and wide on matters of it’s past history.

He listened to them and recalled a time when a pregnant Middleland woman had passed through the settlement seeking refuge.

He consulted his telling-beads to make sure and then told them a name and where to find him.

They set out early the next morning now in possession of a name and location, but the tale had taken up a new twist.

The boy they sought was named Adetutu and incidentally he was the present day wrestling champion of the Lowlands; he was made even more famous by his almost superhuman exploit of slaying Ele-yin the voracious.

The giant reptile had terrorized the nearby fishing villages and threatened their livelihood such that none dared go to the swamps to fish for fear of being swallowed whole.

The story goes that Adetutu had wrestled the crocodile for a day and night until he finally dragged it unto land where he skewered it with his spear.

When word got out that Adetutu the slayer was in fact the chosen Oba of the great Middlelands it caused quite a stir.

A crowd quickly gathered and followed the envoy from the Middlelands; and with every village they passed the word spread and more people joined until the crowd grew into a multitude.

Finally they came to where he rested under a tree by the river bank.

A gourd of wine in his hand and naked from having recently bathed in the waters.

He stood and faced the crowd looking completely nonplussed.

They drew closer in numbers eager to witness the moment. The high priest stepped forward; a colorful beaded crown in his hands. He handed it over with reverence to the startled Adetutu and as soon as it was out of his hands he fell on his belly and prostrated before his king.

hey guys, what do you think of the story so far? a little input would be appreciated. thanks.

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hey guys. if you like my work. i just posted a new story. pls check it out.

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ok thanks.

nice one! hope all your hard work is rewarded tenfold.

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thanks.

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hey guys, i wouldn't mind some constructive criticism. thanks.

thanks. i appreciate your praise

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