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... old me to rest while he found someone to tend to my wounds.
It was no surprise that the Beastkin was sharp-witted. I had tried not to give myself away throughout the journey, but he must have caught the stiffness in how I moved, the way I favored my left side when climbing the gangplank. Pain has a way of leaking through even the best masks.
The room he pointed me to held a bunk bed with two spaces and a table and chair against the opposite wall. There were no windows of any sort ...
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