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Valdis took the dagger eagerly and examined it. She then practiced thrusting it into the air in front of her as if she was trying to stab someone. Whatever purpose she wanted the dagger for was likely not very good. The way she handled the dagger was very amateur-ish, as if she had only ever handled cooking utensils before.

"Alright. As promised I'll answer your questions. You wanted to know about food right? I'm guessing the old fart from that farm up north hired you to find the ones stealing from him."

The Falmer were looked at Karyor with a mix of interest and distrust. The young half-breed's Atmoran armor and weapons made them quite uneasy as if he was an enemy spy.

Yslenor led him to her office inside the fortress' keep. It was clear to Karyor that she was the one in charge here.

Two of the guards followed them into the office and stood behind Karyor at all times.

"I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Yslenor Denloth, a Curate of the Chantry and the one in charge of Gondorin. Though the Paladins here nominally answer to the Knight-Paladin." She stated. The Lady Curate gestured for Karyor to take a seat.