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... king forward on silent limbs, she approached. Sight of her shaved head, vibrant tatoos and distortions in the area around her triggered some faint recognition within Gareks mind.
A Wyld Orc.
Far from home, but never long from danger. Gol nestled his head between two large paws and fell quiet, whimpers trailing off into silence. Artyom vanished as I stood, turned to face the enraged guest upon my land.
You. Her voice was restrained, measured as she regarded Lerish.
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