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Blaidd had been investigating the ruins for some time, and he'd begun to felt a surge of impatience. *Where is the fiend?* He'd been hunting for the traitor with little luck, so far. Restless, the wolf-man decided to take a moment to rest against a nearby wall, the old cobble uncomfortable but firm behind his back. His ears twitch, then prick up as he picks up on the faint sounds of a traveller approaching. *A new foe...or perhaps a potential ally. Well, might as well make introductions.* As the figure gets closer, he pushes off the wall, staring down at the stranger. "The name's Blaidd. I'm looking for a man who goes by "Darriwil." He fled somewhere nearby. Or so I've heard. Who might you be?"
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