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Admittedly, his time spent with those who were not hunters or warriors was flaky at best.

But the Hǣlend had been here since the start, Prophet had not looked over that fact. It was how he held his respect for the other man. Providing his arts of the healing from the start. The man was a musician too.

Today the man seemed to be a fisher.

He waded into the water near him, perhaps disrupting any fish that had started to work by. A brow raised above his red eyes as he looked at the other man.

Attempting to move into Clawan?

Perhaps too complex a way to ask if he was hunting.