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Larry Silverfall
Larry had sat there for a good while as he watched and listened for any sign that the big man was making his way through the forest in their direction. But how would he know how to find this campsite? He then looked at his own hands and clothes and wondered how Morg would even recognize him! He turned to his newfound friend.
"Joseph? How will he find us? He knew nothing of where we travelled, and he can't be that good of a tracker, can he?"
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