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Kethotar
Eyeing the creature who had proclaimed himself the leader, Kethotar immediatly recognizes him as the mage he had first met after his arrival at the battle. And after a few minutes of considering his words, the ranger rises, and walks over to him. "Honored Wizard," he says, and bows. "During the battle, I promised to protect you, or atleast keep the grimlocks away from you. And whatever your cause is, I will be happy to lend you a hand. I am skilled in both the art of battling and healing, ad I hope I can be of some use to you and the rest of your party." Kethotar have never been any good with words, but he is satisfied with his selection this time. "Oh," he adds, as he suddenly remembered another quite important factor. "My name is Kethotar, if I haven't already mentioned."
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