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Standing adjacent to the group, Tower simply watched on idly. He had already bear witness to such evil in the dungeon they called prison. It wasn't uncommon for an arrested 'thug' to actually turn out something much, much worse once already behind bars.
Shifting the trunk to the other shoulder, he looked over to the group questioningly.
Tower: ..What do we do now?
As if instinctively, he looked to the Priest, awaiting guidance.. or at least, a command.
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