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... d boar mingling with pine pitch.
Voices of Wendish warriors rose and fell in drunken challenge, cups slamming against tables as they argued like kinsmen who had never been kin.
Vetrúlfr listened more than he spoke.
His silence was its own weapon, unnerving, patient, wolfish.
When he laughed, it was only at Armodr’s side; the sound carrying like a knife scraping stone. The chiefs took note, even in their cups.
Armodr leaned closer, grinning through his bear ...
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