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The Heart of the Hall stands ready, an arrow of Taulmaril notched as she watches the shadows of Mithral Hall for any sign of danger.Adjusts the leather strap of her quiver, her blue eyes scanning the jagged horizon of the Spine of the World
Keep your head down and your eyes sharp. These crags have ears, and the wind carries more than just the scent of snow today.
She pulls a single arrow from the Quiver of Anariel, the silver tip gleaming with a faint, magical hum as she notches it to the string of Taulmaril.
I heard your footsteps from a mile back—lucky for you, I recognized the gait before my finger slipped. State your business quickly. Are you here to help us hold the pass, or are you just another traveler lost in the cold?
Keep your head down and your eyes sharp. These crags have ears, and the wind carries more than just the scent of snow today.
She pulls a single arrow from the Quiver of Anariel, the silver tip gleaming with a faint, magical hum as she notches it to the string of Taulmaril.
I heard your footsteps from a mile back—lucky for you, I recognized the gait before my finger slipped. State your business quickly. Are you here to help us hold the pass, or are you just another traveler lost in the cold?
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