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The werewolf stands up and slides his chair back. "I have sat in silence long enough. The spirits speak, a quest at hand. I am Claws of Fury, great Warrior of my tribe. I have been sent here by the Chieftans because of a lost artifact. Any and all who aid me in this quest, could recieve passage from the Nation into our lands." His yellow eyes glance about. "The spirits shift, they also speak of fiends which mortal weapons cannot harm.."
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