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Telryn Gale
The group had split. Isolka, Ydalon and Zakaria at the front, while Detheriel and Nirvam walked together behind him, Telryn was alone again.
He didn't mind so much. It was peaceful, and he could just walk in silence, not trying to force conversation.
His loot from the tower was quite nice. A smart piece of full plate, silver inlaid, well made. He'd have to get to an armoursmith as soon as possible.
Wearing his shield on his back he tried ramming as much as he could into his backpack. Carrying the rest underarm he walked on silently, following the trio at the front.
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