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It seemed this girl was more naive than he thought, she didn't even seem to know where she was from. Lorne passed by the brown-skinned man and approached her cautiously. There was something off about her, as a being animated by magic he was more in tune to such things. He felt a presence within her, and a number of his artifacts seemed to react due to being near her.

Lorne gripped the amulet around his neck cautiously as he examined her.

Finally, he stood back up and assumed a less-cautious stance.

[color=mediumpurple]"I see, well, I am from the great western kingdom of Revoy, land of the famed ranger division... well, they were until the rangers all got wiped out by my gods-damned cousin but that's in the past now. I believe my descendants still rule there, I'm not certain though, anyway, beautiful country, great wine,"[/color] he stopped himself a moment to think. [color=mediumpurple]"That reminds me, have you seen a woman around this area? Skin pale as milk, around my height, perhaps a wounded left eye? I've been looking for her for quite some time now."[/color]