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Turin
"Alright. I will do that. I am not far away. If any trouble were to present itself, I am just up that hill, but still should be able to hear your call."
With that, Turin hurried up the hill, though moved abit slower than he could have. His shoulder was beginning to hurt alot, and the bite on his arm was also bothering him. He certainly did not want to take attention off of Roland to whine about his own scratches, but now he was wondering if he should have said something.
After about fifteen minutes, he came upon the site where the corpses lay on the ground. He took out a knife for carving food and began to dehide the animals of their semi-precious fur.
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