Dire Wolf Devil
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Ma'Jindarr looked back at War as he showed himself. "He's trying to learn every weapon's ins and outs in an attempt to better himself. Honestly if anyone can do it, it's probably him. How goes life for you and your posse?
Dire Wolf Devil
"They're all doing well, so, I suppose it's good. Though, I have to say, being here in the palace is honestly the last place I thought I'd be."
"Maybe he did something terrible to you? Whoever it is, you never brought him up, so . . . who knows. We'll fine out soon when we head out."
"You'd think I'd remember it, though..." Reaver huffed, only to softly rub his face. "Aaaah, yer right. We'll figure it out soon enough..."