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Rosalyn was just about to agree when she heard a voice shout from across the way.  Grimnismal was quick to duck behind her, but Rosalyn was already striding forward and ignored it.  She didn't mind, there was a time she'd have cut and run herself.

Who the fuck is asking, she asked, bristling.  The fact that their marks were still fresh here, and the full of their claim not stated, made her more lenient than she might have been.  But she did not appreciate the tenor of the question or the way this woman had pushed her way through a clearly defined boundary.

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