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Chani Ravenwood
~She chuckles and finishes lacing up her boot. She then looks over at a groaning Deiter. Her voice sounds concern.~ "You sure you're OK? You're looking a little pale."
Maverick Shadowfall
~He continues to follow the elf, seeing a flash of worry upon her face. He also takes note how she is cradling her arm. Agh! Anything but another Nightblade! He chuckles to himself, regretting it instantly. The girl's deaf if she didn't hear that... Ah hell...~
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