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"You have made a smart decision, my strong Half-Orc. We will do as you command, we just have to get together to discuss our approach. If you'll excuse us, oh powerful friend."
Turgon smiled at the Half-Orc, and went back to the others. He had listened to them enough to understand what they were talking about. Luckily, they had all spoken High-Elvish, which was Turgons own language. He replied with the same dialect.
"Well, what do we do now? I've got the chains of us, but as I said, my magic isn't effective here. It seems like it is a bit further down the corridor, though.
What I suggest, is that we split up in two groups. One takes care of the Half-Orc, the other takes care of this Caazc. I atleast can't fight this creature, so I'll go after Caazc, along with one of you. Hopefully, will find him in a place where I can use my skills. I also suggest that Lurin stays here, as he seems to be the strongest one of us.
What do you say? We don't have much time, the Half-Orc will soon start to get impatient."
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