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Finan · 08-29-2023, 11:11 PM

Raiders? He and his uncle were finishing up the preparation of a tanned deer skin when the howl sounded. Avalon was being raided? Why? They were open to trade with others, who were they and why did they want to raid? Surely a more peaceful approach would've been an option...though as Finan learned growing up, not everyone wanted peace. Glancing at his uncle, he nodded and led the way forward. The monochromatic pair quickly arrived to find a few raiders approaching, though out of respect for Corbie, they paused on the line behind her, hackles raised as they waited for the go-ahead to drive the attackers off. That is, if they decided to continue an assault. His gaze moved from one enemy to the next, sizing them up and observing possible weak spots.

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Raid!

Finan