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Maron heard Oin say to him: "That little slip? That doesn't make you clumsy. All it proves is that you're carrying gear. You might not believe it now, but on the journey we're on, we'll all prove that we're not clumsy. Running for your life tends to make you find your balance quickly."
Maron was taken aback by this. He had not though to hard on ever really having his life in so much danger as to run in a retreat. It seemed to let the air out of his step.
Oin must have sensed this slight change, for he quickly grumbled "It'll be fine, Balin knows what he's doing..."
Maron nodded in agreement "Aye, he is very skilled. Im sure he will not lead us astray!" He fiddled with teh straps on his pack and kept moving forward before saying:
"Truth be told, not too many of my family were great adventurers! My Uncle for one has been at the smithy all of his life! He never dreamed of taking a journey to see the Great Halls! I do look forward to making my family known for grand expeditions! It will be a wonderful thing to look forward to...." he trailed off...
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