Nova Peak Raven's Call

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"can be home." but he yet made no move to offer, nor strayed toward warmth. "what can you do?" words of common flowed more easily for bearman now, though thick still the accent was to cowl them.

thus far hunters and healers had flocked to winsook. a sorceress pitched close her hut. they maintained boundaries with reindeer hunters and icemen alike.

there was much to be offered. skills to be honored. her softness eased that jarlheart in skorpa, but he motioned her to rise. "we live in peace. not leader. guar-dian."

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