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Turin
Turin awoke with the dawn the next morning. He saw that Roland was still asleep. He decided to not bother him, and after getting dressed, he walked out of his room, and down to the tavern on the main floor for some breakfast. Robyn was also not to be seen. He figured that they'd be around shortly.
He went ahead and ordered a table reserved for three people, and even went as far as ordering extra food in hopes that they'd be joining him soon upon waking up. He had a big day ahead of him. He wondered how the elf was faring. Had he made it through the night well? Turin felt terrible giving up his comrade like that. But he also knew that it served the purpose of the entire group of resistance to the throne of Morgoth. Their mission had to succeed.
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