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Eilonwy took in the strange appearance of the elf silently, blinking away her silent doubts ~ From what I've heard, this one is from the Underdark... evil... ~ Yet here it was, claiming to be a druid. ~ She can't be too bad, then... ~ It seemed that the group was growing larger by the minute.
Aragorn, too, watched their party increase in size, this time holding his tongue for fear of embarassing himself again. Glancing at Daniel and the drow (whom he instantly developed a dislike for), he decided that he much preferred the former's company and instinctively drew closer to the youth.
Now, if only the party would get going...
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