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"Take the Dagger if you wish, Skye," Turgon said, smiling at the Half-Elf. "I atleast have no need of it, already found me one."
Looking over the loot, Turgon noticed two thing sof interest, a Gem and a key. A pretty one, Turgon thought, and put the gem in his pocket. He had always been attracted to gems. A Lynx Eye, if I'm not mistaken.
He now grabbed for the key, and hold it up to examine it. It probably has a use, he tought, and put the key as well in his pocket.
"Who will be keeping the gold?," Turgon asked. He didn't have big enough pockets himself, plus that they looked heavy. "And if noone minds, I'll be keeping these darts."
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