SHARPNESS THREE SHOVEL;; open - capture

[Keona.]

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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[div style="width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2a4971; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px;"]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin

Cowards.  The tiny dealer lashed her tail once as she trotted over, ears perked at the sound of her younger brother's distress.  Taking from the temple during an active battle.  Taking medical supplies.  That wasn't simple scavenging.  Taking a child.

She breathed out softly.  She'd been overeager before.  Desperate.  Furious.  When Goldie and her had been ambushed.  But it was important to think.  To move with some caution.  The Iron Forge clearly did not fight fair.  Well.  Fine by her.  She didn't either.

"It's no good to Torsten to rush after blindly, when we're still hurt 'an recovering." Diya might be okay, but she wouldn't have ready backup if something went wrong.  They shouldn't risk her too.  "Someone should scout them out.  Find out more 'bout where they went, 'an what the situation looks like.  Numbers 'an defenses."

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