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ELIZA (She eagerly follows her Lord as they trail behind Sanael's careful reading of the footprints. She feels reluctant admiration for the elf's ready reading of the spoor, when she herself could detect almost nothing. A bent blade of grass, a disarranged branch, all of these things he read like a book. And finally, to her joy, he rushed off and brought back a travel-stained pair. Seeeing Verloren safe and sound, she rushed to her arms and exchanged a welcoming hug. The elf with her registers little to her.)
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