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the loner confirmed, but offered no other details. it mattered not to mahler, who saw little reason to engage in empty small talk. he also did not offer the comforts of diaspora, for it seemed to himself that the man was aware from where he had come, and could thus seek out the ranging pack if he so chose.
"i am mahler," the gargoyle answered, gaze drifting to the herd in the distance. "i vonder if i have seen them before," he mused, thinking of the various groups that roamed the sunspire. "have they been here long?" perhaps a pack hunt was soon in order.