Bearclaw Valley Meet me inside

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Galena regarded the massive stone, a sleeping giant, at the gates of Ursus. Bearclaw Valley was an unsual territory, if Merrick was speaking truth. Very rarely could you find a patch of land with only one entrance. That meant it was easy to fortify, however it could also be a deathtrap.

The dark man was giddy with excitment, shooting both ladies an invitation accompanied by a wink. Galena would be lying if she didn't find his attitude infectous. He waltzed like nothing in the world could take him down. Orson ruminated on the idea. She looked to Galena and Galena looked back, pondering his offer. The stormcloud thought about Astara and her dangerous beauty. If Galena played her cards right, here, there would be plenty of oppertunity for her true agenda. She could make her Mothers proud. 

"Maybe," Galena said with a coy smile and a slight turn of her face. She liked playing Merrick's game. "It seems to me you stand to gain two strong women to your fold. Two warriors. Providers. What do we get in return? What can you do for us?" 

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