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The other wolf did not seem to get past the Long Night any easier then any other wolf of Boreas had, and Artisan sighed in exhaustion at the memory of it. This wolf had gone so insane he thought he'd died and became a ghost? Well, at least that beat Artisan's moment of insanity where he felt salvation was within the dirt. It seemed that was why this wolf had joined them, which was as good a reason as any. "We're happy to have you." He gave back politely, taking another sip of the alcohol. "I'm Artisan. I didn't hear anything specific about your joining but, we're pretty casual anyways I think." His large shoulders gave a shrug, still staring into the fire. He let a few moments of silence pass, nursing his drink and watching the flames. "Sorry, I'm usually more fun, but it seems no matter how much I drink it doesn't bring my brother back to life."

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