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Running swiftly to the knight's side D'Aleen gazes into the night scanning for any sign of the orc.
"I have keen eyes in the dark - I will try to find our friend. Hold fast and tend to yon other, I pray he is alright. If the dark has taken hold of Tower and he is heading north.....well, let's just pray that isn't the case."
D'Aleen clutches her dagger tight, turning to Attrah...
"Raise the others - it is obviously not safe here....I shall return soon." And with that she slips off into the shadows tracking the large orcs footprints...perhaps the trees have observed his path, she thinks to herself.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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