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Detheriel
Blinking slightly in the sudden daylight, Detheriel couldn't hold back a smile as Ydalon's enthusiasm rubbed off on him. He spotted the spoils that had been gathered from the tower laid out in front of the doorway and stooped to pick up two silver pennies and five copper marks.
He stuffed them into his pouch whilst scanning the rest of the goods and ascertained that there was nothing else of use or interest to him there.
"It looks like you have no further need of my blade" he pointed out to the newcomer after seeing the two knives lying there. I don't even know his name yet Detheriel thought to himself. Still, such introductions can wait, it's more important to get moving he reminded himself.
After checking his pack was secure and resting his bow over his shoulder, Detheriel stood quietly to one side watching the bustle of activity from the rest of the party.
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