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Calimir's mission
Smiling at her companions, Calimir turned to start unloading her gear from the ponies. She was, as yet, unsure about the men she had met in Bree.
Menel seemed to know the worn one, which was a good sign. She and Menel had been friends for many lives of the second born, and she trusted his judgement. As for the friendly stranger, he seemed harmless. Still, it seemed wise to keep her mission secret for the present.
Having finished her busywork, the elvish maid checked that her dagger was securely held in her boot. Satisfied that all was well she rejoined the growing company before the door of the pony.
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