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The Warlord stopped in often and checked on Grimshaw’s progress. The wolf's tumble had truly highlighted the dangers of the mountain, and the Warlord felt responsible for his current condition. After all, Sirius had taken them all from the familiar beach and dragged them to this once-distant mountain.

When he popped in this time, he found Grimshaw on the downstairs of the bar. The scent of the torches guiding him towards the Howler. “You look like you’ve got something on your mind” The Warlord said lightly as he stopped beside the younger Dire. He had a feeling Grimshaw was getting cabin fever. The Warlord knew how hard it could be to sit still…


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