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Verloren's door swung open with Avalon's tall muscualr frame filling the doorway, dressed in merely a pair of breeches His eyes traveled from Calaethis to Slqyuis questioningly,
"I'm afraid now is not a good time, elves," Avalon more or less growled, "If you're looking for Verloren, shes walking the hallways of the second level," he stepped back and closed the door with a sharp snap.
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