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Narn was nameless at this time. He didn't have one. He didn't deserve one. His only fateful compainon was Kriemhild. He had found her, recently. She was injured when he found her. Badly. Narn had refused to let the mare die, dispite the villiager's believes on her. Kriemhild was a wild mare. She still was. He walked next to her, carrying all his own belongings. Kriemhild carried nothing. Not a halter, not a rope. Not a bag. It was her choice to follow him. They had traveled from Kriemhild's breed place of birth, Romania, over sea's. America. They traveled, without clear destination. He was scared, and lost. Kriemhild helped keep him safe. Til