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It was a lot of information to take in all at once, but the praticed bard was already converting it into verse for safekeeping. Later on, it might make a nice ballad for his time spent among the wolves of Legion.

"As you say," he agreed, inwardly hoping he did not run into any children exiting the territory; he wasn't sure how to feel about stepping into a role of authority where youngsters were concerned, and hoped they could all understand that he was merely terrified respectful of their mother. "What are their names, incidentally?" That would have to go into the song as well. And also, if he happened to run into a child with a different name, he might know to leave them well alone. Or, actually, should he assume all children here are naughty liars? He opened his mouth to ask, and then thought better of the query. He'd take these problems as they came.