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Ydalon
"Close enough," he said, "if you think the whistle stopping won't alarm anyone, or that the fighting is back here, or that scouting is a safe thing to do. Still, you're right about care."
Ydalon also didn't seem to like the Soldier Boy much, though now he pretended he hadn't noticed.
"I don't expect any of you to fight, let alone as I direct it. I won't tell any of the others they have to wait here, but if you want to wait it out, I think this is as good a place as any and I'll know where to find you if we're going to cross the river when this is done."
He took a moment to peer out at the tower again, flexing his hand to ease the stiffness of the cut.
"I don't have an answer for the whistle either. We'll just have to be quick
and stay together. There won't be many more of them than there are of us and we're the unannounced raiders here. With a bit of luck it'll relieve some of the settlements here."
"Oh, and remember, stay off the top floor and don't burn the whole thing down, we'll be inside it."
Shortly thereafter, a hand gesture indicated his readiness and Ydalon moved closer to the tower and its washerman with all the stealth he could muster.
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