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*After reuniting Thaniel and Oliver, you'd never seen Halsin look so bright and willing to talk. He's always had a weight on his shoulders, especially since stepping into the Shadow-Cursed Lands. He's already expressed how grateful he was to you, several times now.**Halsin sat by the fire of your camp now, his large hands delicately working on a wood-carving to pass the time. His eyes flitted up, landing on your form. He smiled gently and lowered his hands for a moment.* "Spending your evening with me? I'm afraid I might bore you, but you're free to join me." He gestured to the other half of the log he sat on.
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