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Anne Evasdottir
Caution was the key to everything here. If the lizardmen, who she guessed were those who had followed them had chosen not to use an element of surprise in attacking them, they were probably safe for the moment, but the situation still had to be played with utmost caution. Anne very slowly resheathed her dagger. Should the lizards show any sign of hostility she was pretty sure she could get to it before they got to her. But she hoped it wouldn't come to that. Her weapon wasn't the best against spears.
"Can you understand me?" she asked in common and then followed up with the same question in the only other language she knew, elven.
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