Reconcilations

[Jak Mar]

The Endless dunes...

The Wastelands

It didn't matter what the location was even called to the Wastelander King, it was all the same to him except for the fact that his Wastelands.... the ones he strived and toiled with so many other wastelanders banned from Haven City... to create was no longer there. There WAS no new utopia named Spargus here, all his work he worked for so long was gone but fate had other plans for the torn and old Wastelander King.

The man used to the sands had managed to grab some water before heading into the wastelands and he used his walking stick to push himself toward what was a ruin of something. Damas had to conserve the little resources he had at least he had his memories.

After what seemed like hours, the king finally stopped at some ruins. Guards were running around amiss and didn't even bother to ask the wastelander to stop as he moved forward to study the ruins. The castle was that of a olden one, not unlike he had ever seen before. He took a piece and studied it, sniffed it, and then threw it to the ground and shook his head.

He moved toward the door as he knocked on it "Who's... in there... I wish you no harm.. I only wish to help.

The man with the long ears name was Damas and he was Jak's father.