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"That sensitive, eh?" shrugged Beatrix. "I don't mind telling you about mine."



There were a couple of twigs lying in a bunch nearby an old oak Athorian was searching around.



"I don't... think it's broken", said Evelyne to her defense. "Hurts like hell though."



Ran'Jinro, Mongo and Falana eventually got themselves halfway up the slope until the Khajiit clipped with his ears and hushed the two.

"I hear something... nearby..."