Marent and Rando clambered into the clearing then. They had been traveling fifteen yards behind Oskar and Amnestria, to avoid everyone falling prey to any ambush the group might encounter – a lesson they’d learned many years ago. Rando seemed irritated; apparently Marent wasn’t as stimulating a conversationalist as Amnestria had been, her reluctance to engage with the man notwithstanding. For his part, Marent seemed outwardly as calm and disinterested as ever, though Oskar knew him well enough to see the annoyance in the dwarf’s eyes.


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    Marent looked up the steep incline. It was too steep to take the horses up, though not impossible to climb. He hoped they wouldn’t have to.


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    Target acquired. Return.


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