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Tancred's head jerks upwards as a growl is heard across the bar. He has barely time to register what he sees - a weaponless elf menaced by a wolfwere - before Karnas yells at him to act. Thankful for once his sword can talk (for as a sentient creature the sword has a loophole past the bouncers) the Paladin draws Karnas with a swift, fuild motion. The sword glows in the smoky pub, strongly now, as the Paladin charges toward the monstrous creature, the words of an incantation of Draw Upon Holy Might on his lips. As the creature turns to face this new threat, the warrior and the golden sword are upon it.
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