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The figure turns out to be an elf with the corn-coloured hair. As you approach him, you see him lifting a parchment to his gaze and perusing it. Ignoring your presence, he seems preoccupied with some matter, talking to himself. You barely catch the words ~ "What…do... should I… but she said not..."
And suddenly, he seems gripped by a happy thought, for his voice raises ~ "I know what I'll do... I'll go to Caius!" ~ He crumples the parchment and tosses it onto the ground ~ "He's always the one with the answers!" ~ He takes the right path at the crossroads and hurries down it… before long, he has more or less disappeared from out of your sight.
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