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Telryn
As the hordes of peasants ran passed, ignoring them, for once Telryn was glad he was not armed. Looking like they had been dragged through a ditch backwards seemed to be an advantage.
Having no idea where they were heading, he muttered to Nivram quietly.
"Do you have any ideas where the others will have went to? Any taverns that we should try? Or even how to get there?"
Telryn frowned - "It's hard enough finding people with no idea where to look, nevermind with a bloody riot going on."
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