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The thug smiled and crossed his arms. "Aye, there is food around here somewhere. Though it isn't for the likes of you."

Kal and Elisiv stood out among the squatters with their quality and well maintained equipment. Everyone in the camp were so poor that they had practically nothing to their name.

Jofrodr sat the prisoner down. "Reyl, I found this prisoner in the warehouse. That was the fifth person that I saw with my spell. He looks pretty beat up and malnourished. Try to heal him with your magic, maybe we can get some information about him."

Seeing that the battle was over, Urlath regrouped with them. "Did you find the horse?"

"Very well, you may go." Yslenor dismissed him.

The Paladin gestured for Karyor to follow him. He led the half-breed to the small guest room near the barracks. It wasn't much, just a bed, a chest and a table.

"Your horse will be in the stables in the courtyard if you need him, but you are not allowed to leave the fortress without the permission of the lady curate. If you need anything just ask the nearest servant." The paladin told Karyor.