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Turin
Pleased with his work, he now needed to run back to Roland and Robyn, who were waiting on him down the pathway. As he stood, the ring that he had found in the cave fell from his pocket. He reached down to pick it up. Turning it over idly in his hand to admire it, he decided to slip it on his finger instead of pocketing it again to make sure that it did not fall out. Apparently, he had a hole that needed mending.
He was thankful that the furs weight close to nothing, as his arm, shoulder, and back ached from the attacks. Yet by the time he reached his two companions that were waiting for him...the pain had lessoned to a comfortable level. He was surprised that he did not hurt worse by now. he could not see the bite on his shoulder, but knew that it had stopped bleeding a few minutes ago. His arm also seemed to be healing rather well. It was odd, but he was thankful.
He reached his two friends and showed them the furs.
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