Hand of the Mist
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Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Mar 26, 2021 0:51:23 GMT -5
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Post by Hand of the Mist on Jun 15, 2021 18:06:59 GMT -5
Though decidedly golden in the winter and fall months, these plains become a rich green in the summer when rainfall is abundant and the glaciers from the mountains flood the lands below. These plains are rich with nutrients and are already seen growing a wide variety of frost-hardened plants. |
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jun 17, 2021 12:42:26 GMT -5
The four people going exploring had just left the firepit and Freyr left Líf in charge, she told everyone to prepare to move while Ásbera and she waent looking for a good spot near the cove
Soo enough they found plain ground, big enough for a bunch of lean-tos that they would use for the next few nights untill they made proper tents.
There were a few trees around the plain Ares. Most were lone trees in the field, Líf would help Ásbera onto the lower branches and she would break a bunch of them, they did that to all of the trees in the immediate area, the branches plus the supplies they already had would be enough for now, the rest of the people gathered at the spot and started working on the lean-tos
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jun 17, 2021 18:09:36 GMT -5
The construction of the lean-tos were going quick, half of them were ready and all their supplies had been moved, everything was fine until one of the orphans came running from the cove, he went there with the intention to mourn his father that was cremated on the day before, the boy claimed that a ship had landed on the cove
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Freyr Ironwolf
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Roleplay posts: 98
Age: 30
Appearance: Freyr Ironwolf has a very strong body and normally with a white shirt black pants, but whenever he needed to fight, hunt, etc he takes the shirt off
Equipment: He Cary on his person his battle axe who will give a small frostbite around the wound, and A small dagger at all times, he has a water skin
Skills and Abilities: A proficient hunter and expert fighter
Biography: Freyr Ironwolf grew up with Baggi and Astrid, the three played together, they grew together, they fought together, Baggi and Astrid got married, Freyr lost his Father, he inherited the father's axe, as it was passed between generation, he got a daughter and lost a wife, than the Jalr he served died.
Registered: Jun 4, 2021 19:56:46 GMT -5
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Post by Freyr Ironwolf on Jun 18, 2021 16:24:00 GMT -5
Freyr and Fengr returned first, everyone had horrified expressions as the two man carried a body, the worst part was that the head was still alive, that ment that this was a Draugr.
Líf told Freyr about the man and the ship "First we burn this guy than I'll deal with him, Ásbera, can you fetch Baggi and Astrid please
Ásbera was quick and in less than an hour she was back, both looked sad, Freyr concluded that the bad news were delivered but he had something in mind for them but that had to wait
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Ironwolf Village
Committed
Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jun 18, 2021 18:51:10 GMT -5
"Ásbera told what was happening, what are your plans ?" Asked Baggi
"First we take care of the Draugr, than we gather the ashes of our fallen brethren and spread them in the ocean, after that I'm going to see who is the guy on shore, i plan to invite them for dinner, talk to him and see what he's like, maybe we can help eachother. Gather wood everyone, we need to send this guy to the afterlife, even though he's an enemy."
The settlement did as he asked, they had faith in their leader even though he had a lot of doubts
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Freyr Ironwolf
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Roleplay posts: 98
Age: 30
Appearance: Freyr Ironwolf has a very strong body and normally with a white shirt black pants, but whenever he needed to fight, hunt, etc he takes the shirt off
Equipment: He Cary on his person his battle axe who will give a small frostbite around the wound, and A small dagger at all times, he has a water skin
Skills and Abilities: A proficient hunter and expert fighter
Biography: Freyr Ironwolf grew up with Baggi and Astrid, the three played together, they grew together, they fought together, Baggi and Astrid got married, Freyr lost his Father, he inherited the father's axe, as it was passed between generation, he got a daughter and lost a wife, than the Jalr he served died.
Registered: Jun 4, 2021 19:56:46 GMT -5
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Post by Freyr Ironwolf on Jun 18, 2021 18:55:19 GMT -5
"What have you and Astrid found in the mountain range ?" Freyr asked
"We found the beginning of a passage that lead into a cave. Baggi thinks that it will lead us to the rest of the mountains," Astrid answer
Freyr nodded, "good, we should gather torches and explore it but for now, we have other things to deal."
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jun 21, 2021 18:09:23 GMT -5
It was fairly quick for everyone to gather the wood and moving to the cove but they used every bit of wood they had burning all the corpses.
Soon enough everyone was gathered back on the campsite, everyone except Freyr, he was talking to the man at the cove, Líf was the first to speak
"A Draugr huh ?. What exactly happened Fengr ?"
Fengr frowned "We went into the trees, marking the direction we were going, we found a coin that looked like it came from Ira by footsteps, we followed the tracks and found the guy, holding a paddle next to a big lake, Freyr killed it immediately. That's all" the blacksmith replied
"If you guys found water we should go get it right ?" Ásbera asked
"We should kid, Baggi, Astrid and I should go, I think the three os us should be able to bring at least one barrel," Fengr said and everyone agreed
"So you three go do that, me and everyone else will finish these lean-tos." Líf promptly put everyone to work after speaking while Fengr, Baggi and Astrid prepared to leave
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Freyr Ironwolf
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Roleplay posts: 98
Age: 30
Appearance: Freyr Ironwolf has a very strong body and normally with a white shirt black pants, but whenever he needed to fight, hunt, etc he takes the shirt off
Equipment: He Cary on his person his battle axe who will give a small frostbite around the wound, and A small dagger at all times, he has a water skin
Skills and Abilities: A proficient hunter and expert fighter
Biography: Freyr Ironwolf grew up with Baggi and Astrid, the three played together, they grew together, they fought together, Baggi and Astrid got married, Freyr lost his Father, he inherited the father's axe, as it was passed between generation, he got a daughter and lost a wife, than the Jalr he served died.
Registered: Jun 4, 2021 19:56:46 GMT -5
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Post by Freyr Ironwolf on Jun 22, 2021 21:58:38 GMT -5
Freyr lead the man to where the camp, there were a total of eight lean-tos around a fire pit, there were at the moment 7 adults including the old lady and the two men that approached Vailas boat, each man seemed to have a wife, two more women sat in silence near the firepit, there were five children, three of which played together, the other two were coming over with a young girl who, although looked older, was still a teenager
"Father," the young girl said once they approached the two man, "These children unfortunately lost became orphans between the battle and getting here, what should we do ?"
"Give one of them to Yrsa, she also lost a son back at the village, for the other one, I'm sure Baggi and Astrid will have no problem taking care of them, Also, Vailas, this is my daughter Ásbera, Ásbera this is Vailas," Freyr said, "Where is Baggi, Astrid and Fengr ?"
"It's a pleasure to meet you mister, Líf told me your name already, I was the one aiming a bow at you, I'm assuming you accepted our invitation." Ásbera turned back to her father "They went get water in the forest," She answered before taking one of the kids to the lady who lost her son an to take care of the other while Baggi and Astrid were away
At the center of the firepit a pan hanged, inside there were a very well made soup, with potatoes, carrots and meat, there was wooden bowls near it, Freyr picked two and filled them with food, gave one to Vailas "Here, don't be shy to eat more if you want, I cooked it myself," he said before beginning to eat himself
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Vailas Steelhand
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Roleplay posts: 67 
Age: Somewhere between his mid 30s and mid 40s
Appearance: At first glance, not much about him would stand out to most people. Average height, average weight and build, black hair with a growing goatee, brown eyes, tan colored skin, generally nothing much to draw attention to his own physical form, except for the striking silver and bronze of his left hand, make completely of metal, with blue energy flowing throughout lines in the construction. His clothing is mostly fairly simple as well, with brown pants and a long leather overcoat, under which he wears a gray top. However, on his chest he also wears a brooch made of the same materials as his hand, a large blue gem set in the center.
Equipment: -An assortment of tools for building his magic-powered automatons, known as Magikróm
-5 Variation 1 Magikróm, which are shaped like spheres with a 1.5 foot diameter and eight extendable limbs, with no weaponry. Used only for sorting, transport, and limited help around a house or lab setting. Only two are operational. The other three are functionally scrap metal
-3 Variation 2 Magikróm, of which none are operational. Originally, they were defensive machines with limited movement, having two wheels on their lower half, one spear/horn like appendage, and two magic-energy firing devices on pivots.
-a simple knife.
Skills and Abilities: While he's unable to harness it himself in any meaningful way(except creating his Magikróm), Vailas is highly knowledgeable in the properties and abilities of magic energy and most things tangentially related to it. He is skilled at basic robotics and more or less knows how to work metal into the shapes he needs. Other than that, his only true skill comes from being a well-read individual.
Biography: Hailing from the relatively barren land of Sezæria, survival was often a struggle for Vailas. As such, he had to find a way to make himself useful quick. Having some magical aptitude, as well as quite the intellect, he took to learning the ways of magic. However, he could never learn enough to cast the more complex spells. To get around this, he learned how to impart his magic into robotic entities, to power them. While some thought of this as being genius, many also feared him for it, and one attempted to be rid of him in his sleep. He got away, but he lost his hand in the process, eventually replacing it with the same sort of magical technology he used in his machines. He soon became much more reclusive, after that happened, and rumors around the town said he turned to less morally sound ways of practicing his craft, though it was never specified how bad it got. Near the time of the flood, he had found his way to the shore where he acquired a decent sized vessel, manning it with himself and a number of his machinations, many of which did not survive the voyage once the waters hit.
Registered: Apr 24, 2021 23:04:49 GMT -5
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Post by Vailas Steelhand on Jun 23, 2021 12:55:17 GMT -5
Vailas accepted the bowl, before sitting down nearby to eat. "Thank you." He says after a moment, still somewhat suspicious of the hospitality, but his hunger and the amazing smell of the soup ebbed away at his hesitation enough for him to start eating it.
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Freyr Ironwolf
Committed
Roleplay posts: 98
Age: 30
Appearance: Freyr Ironwolf has a very strong body and normally with a white shirt black pants, but whenever he needed to fight, hunt, etc he takes the shirt off
Equipment: He Cary on his person his battle axe who will give a small frostbite around the wound, and A small dagger at all times, he has a water skin
Skills and Abilities: A proficient hunter and expert fighter
Biography: Freyr Ironwolf grew up with Baggi and Astrid, the three played together, they grew together, they fought together, Baggi and Astrid got married, Freyr lost his Father, he inherited the father's axe, as it was passed between generation, he got a daughter and lost a wife, than the Jalr he served died.
Registered: Jun 4, 2021 19:56:46 GMT -5
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Post by Freyr Ironwolf on Jun 23, 2021 14:04:56 GMT -5
"So, do you plan on setting camp nearby ?" Freyr asked, not long after that Líf approached them, "hello mister Vailas, it's nice seeing you again," she said than she turned to Freyr "I,m sorry to bother you while you're eating sir, but food supplies seems to be lower than we thought."
"First, just Freyr is fine, just because now I'm the leader doesn't mean you have to threat me differently, and about the food, I've noticed, we should have enough for a couple of days but I we should go hunting soon, after Baggi an the others return we'll talk more on this okay, why you don't eat a bit and go rest." Freyr turned back to Vailas "I'm sorry for the interruption, there's a lot we have to do until we're back on our feet again, we landed here yesterday."
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Vailas Steelhand
Committed
Roleplay posts: 67
Age: Somewhere between his mid 30s and mid 40s
Appearance: At first glance, not much about him would stand out to most people. Average height, average weight and build, black hair with a growing goatee, brown eyes, tan colored skin, generally nothing much to draw attention to his own physical form, except for the striking silver and bronze of his left hand, make completely of metal, with blue energy flowing throughout lines in the construction. His clothing is mostly fairly simple as well, with brown pants and a long leather overcoat, under which he wears a gray top. However, on his chest he also wears a brooch made of the same materials as his hand, a large blue gem set in the center.
Equipment: -An assortment of tools for building his magic-powered automatons, known as Magikróm
-5 Variation 1 Magikróm, which are shaped like spheres with a 1.5 foot diameter and eight extendable limbs, with no weaponry. Used only for sorting, transport, and limited help around a house or lab setting. Only two are operational. The other three are functionally scrap metal
-3 Variation 2 Magikróm, of which none are operational. Originally, they were defensive machines with limited movement, having two wheels on their lower half, one spear/horn like appendage, and two magic-energy firing devices on pivots.
-a simple knife.
Skills and Abilities: While he's unable to harness it himself in any meaningful way(except creating his Magikróm), Vailas is highly knowledgeable in the properties and abilities of magic energy and most things tangentially related to it. He is skilled at basic robotics and more or less knows how to work metal into the shapes he needs. Other than that, his only true skill comes from being a well-read individual.
Biography: Hailing from the relatively barren land of Sezæria, survival was often a struggle for Vailas. As such, he had to find a way to make himself useful quick. Having some magical aptitude, as well as quite the intellect, he took to learning the ways of magic. However, he could never learn enough to cast the more complex spells. To get around this, he learned how to impart his magic into robotic entities, to power them. While some thought of this as being genius, many also feared him for it, and one attempted to be rid of him in his sleep. He got away, but he lost his hand in the process, eventually replacing it with the same sort of magical technology he used in his machines. He soon became much more reclusive, after that happened, and rumors around the town said he turned to less morally sound ways of practicing his craft, though it was never specified how bad it got. Near the time of the flood, he had found his way to the shore where he acquired a decent sized vessel, manning it with himself and a number of his machinations, many of which did not survive the voyage once the waters hit.
Registered: Apr 24, 2021 23:04:49 GMT -5
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Post by Vailas Steelhand on Jun 29, 2021 12:06:59 GMT -5
Vailas nods his head in acknowledgement and greeting to Líf. He then swallows a bite of his food and turns back to Freyr. "I plan on eventually converting my boat into a more permanent lodging, yes. While originally I planned on settling near here, that was when I was unaware of your presence. I shall make sure my dwelling is far enough from your village as to not bother you."
He looks back down at his food, considering what he heard about their low food supply. He was grateful for this food most definitely, but even though he knew that the food itself was safe, the idea of being in someone else's debt was unsettling to him. Perhaps, by helping to hunt(or, more accurately, getting 3-2 to hunt for him), he could make him even with these people. "Would you allow me to hunt some for you, as repayment for this food?" He asks, looking back up at Freyr.
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Freyr Ironwolf
Committed
Roleplay posts: 98
Age: 30
Appearance: Freyr Ironwolf has a very strong body and normally with a white shirt black pants, but whenever he needed to fight, hunt, etc he takes the shirt off
Equipment: He Cary on his person his battle axe who will give a small frostbite around the wound, and A small dagger at all times, he has a water skin
Skills and Abilities: A proficient hunter and expert fighter
Biography: Freyr Ironwolf grew up with Baggi and Astrid, the three played together, they grew together, they fought together, Baggi and Astrid got married, Freyr lost his Father, he inherited the father's axe, as it was passed between generation, he got a daughter and lost a wife, than the Jalr he served died.
Registered: Jun 4, 2021 19:56:46 GMT -5
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Post by Freyr Ironwolf on Jun 29, 2021 12:35:29 GMT -5
Freyr nodded "you can make as close or as far as you wish, we can offer help if you like too," he said finishing his food, "After you're eating you can leave the bowl near the fire pit, I have people getting water, you can have some after they brought it back here,"
Freyr took his bowl near the firepit and placed it away from the clean ones, he looked inside the pan and saw that most of the food was still there "Everyone," he said loudly "Please eat a bit, I know some of you are mourning your losses but if you get week, you'll won't be able to help, and we need everyone to help right now."
The man came back to Vailas, "You don't have to worry about that, you're a guest here, I wouldn't mind a little help though, but for now you can rest a bit, I'm sure the journey wasn't easy since you were alone in that ship, also, feel free to come and go."
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Vailas Steelhand
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Roleplay posts: 67
Age: Somewhere between his mid 30s and mid 40s
Appearance: At first glance, not much about him would stand out to most people. Average height, average weight and build, black hair with a growing goatee, brown eyes, tan colored skin, generally nothing much to draw attention to his own physical form, except for the striking silver and bronze of his left hand, make completely of metal, with blue energy flowing throughout lines in the construction. His clothing is mostly fairly simple as well, with brown pants and a long leather overcoat, under which he wears a gray top. However, on his chest he also wears a brooch made of the same materials as his hand, a large blue gem set in the center.
Equipment: -An assortment of tools for building his magic-powered automatons, known as Magikróm
-5 Variation 1 Magikróm, which are shaped like spheres with a 1.5 foot diameter and eight extendable limbs, with no weaponry. Used only for sorting, transport, and limited help around a house or lab setting. Only two are operational. The other three are functionally scrap metal
-3 Variation 2 Magikróm, of which none are operational. Originally, they were defensive machines with limited movement, having two wheels on their lower half, one spear/horn like appendage, and two magic-energy firing devices on pivots.
-a simple knife.
Skills and Abilities: While he's unable to harness it himself in any meaningful way(except creating his Magikróm), Vailas is highly knowledgeable in the properties and abilities of magic energy and most things tangentially related to it. He is skilled at basic robotics and more or less knows how to work metal into the shapes he needs. Other than that, his only true skill comes from being a well-read individual.
Biography: Hailing from the relatively barren land of Sezæria, survival was often a struggle for Vailas. As such, he had to find a way to make himself useful quick. Having some magical aptitude, as well as quite the intellect, he took to learning the ways of magic. However, he could never learn enough to cast the more complex spells. To get around this, he learned how to impart his magic into robotic entities, to power them. While some thought of this as being genius, many also feared him for it, and one attempted to be rid of him in his sleep. He got away, but he lost his hand in the process, eventually replacing it with the same sort of magical technology he used in his machines. He soon became much more reclusive, after that happened, and rumors around the town said he turned to less morally sound ways of practicing his craft, though it was never specified how bad it got. Near the time of the flood, he had found his way to the shore where he acquired a decent sized vessel, manning it with himself and a number of his machinations, many of which did not survive the voyage once the waters hit.
Registered: Apr 24, 2021 23:04:49 GMT -5
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Post by Vailas Steelhand on Jun 29, 2021 14:24:26 GMT -5
Vailas finishes his own meal and places the bowl next to Freyr's. "I am sure it was not as bad as you may think, to be honest." Vailas says to Freyr about his journey. "Of all the many things I have dealt with, other people were usually the worst hardship. My time on that ship simply gave me a much needed rest away from them, and left me at a much lower chance of running out of rations." He details. "And I do insist. You have done this for me, allowing me to eat with you, the least I can do in return is to replenish the stock I have taken from."
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jun 29, 2021 14:28:57 GMT -5
From a distance, the silhouette of a man could be seen exiting the forest the west, walking through the plains in the direction of the camp, the man was Baggi, the camp's lumberjack and carpenter.
After ten minutes of walking something caught his eyes, something was shining between the grass, just like Freyr, he found a small coin, a familiar one, it was one of the coins used on their kingdom, it had markings that showed him that the coin came specifically from their old village
After he grabbed it, a noise was heard coming from the forest, soon his wife Astrid came out of the woods, sprinting
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Freyr Ironwolf
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Roleplay posts: 98
Age: 30
Appearance: Freyr Ironwolf has a very strong body and normally with a white shirt black pants, but whenever he needed to fight, hunt, etc he takes the shirt off
Equipment: He Cary on his person his battle axe who will give a small frostbite around the wound, and A small dagger at all times, he has a water skin
Skills and Abilities: A proficient hunter and expert fighter
Biography: Freyr Ironwolf grew up with Baggi and Astrid, the three played together, they grew together, they fought together, Baggi and Astrid got married, Freyr lost his Father, he inherited the father's axe, as it was passed between generation, he got a daughter and lost a wife, than the Jalr he served died.
Registered: Jun 4, 2021 19:56:46 GMT -5
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Post by Freyr Ironwolf on Jun 29, 2021 14:48:35 GMT -5
Freyr nodded "People can be hard to deal with, most of us won't give you a hard time, except maybe for Fengr, untill he warms up to you, when Líf first came to us he was very suspicious, most of us still don't know much about her from before she joined our old village, she's the mysterious type."
The man noticed the small silhouette In the distance, he had a weird feeling about it, there should be three of them, not one, he shrugged than turned to Vailas "I appreciate you wanting to do that, we can hunt together after the rest return, which will be soon." He pointed to the person on the distance
"Are you still suspicious of us ?" He chuckled "I noticed that you were a little more tense before, know that we do this in the name of Eir, goddess of mercy and help, we also do this without the need of repayment, but having company will be nice."
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