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... row held the circle and diamonds of the Rot family, brushed the young Iyrman’s hair. “What are you doing here?”
“We were invited by Sir Merry to rest within the village,” Jurot said.
“Yes?” The old Iyrman raised his brows in surprise. “That is quite an honour.”
Jurot smiled wide.
“Is that your brother?” The old Iyrman looked to the Half Elf, who had approached.
“Yeah,” Adam said. “Adam, son of Fate.”
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