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He takes the poultice and gingerly applies it to his damaged face.
"Let us get inside before the winds begin anew and freeze us where we stand."
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Before re-entering the shed Turok calls for the pair.
Inside turning to the man, Turok introduces himself.
"I am Turok...of the Wolf Clan."
"You must be of the north if the flames hurt you so."
"Why are you here and what happened to these two men?"
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The pair are long left.
"Those men were sent by the witch of the wood, as most are. They made a misstep, as you nearly did.
My name is Auziwan and I am left to protect this place."
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The pair are long left.
"Those men were sent by the witch of the wood, as most are. They made a misstep, as you nearly did.
My name is Auziwan and I am left to protect this place."
Turok checks Auziwan's wounds to ensure to see if any other care is needed ...
"Yes they were an odd couple but I hope they can fend for themselves."
Turok is of course wary of the stranger and is actually untrusting of all,
so he keeps an eye on his new companion as well.
"Tell me Auziwan, how did all of this come about? What is this place?"
as he searches the dead scouts and the shed.
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Turok knows the two as the long overdue scouts. Both have been suffocated to death by their own swollen tongues.
The old man braces agains the harsh cold blowing in through the doorway. "Your two naked men won't last near another minute in this wretched wind as they are. We either hurry after them or leave them to perish..."
He meets Turok's gaze, sizing up the medicine man.
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Turok gathers up his belongings and prepares himself for outside...
"Let's go after them then...after you!"
Turok makes sure the door is closed on the way out.