Sawtooth Spire zusammenhalt

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he had been ready to end his ill-fated task when the young voice of a newcomer rang through the cold air. he turned, immediately hard-pressed to keep surprise from his face, for the girl who danced closer was a near-exact doppelgänger of melkor.
a daughter, he considered, warmed by her presence here in sagtannet. "of course," the eisen murmured. her enthusiasm was a good reflection of the culture already grounded here in the packlands. quietly, mahler crouched close, waiting for her to strike.