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"The seer has had four dreamed of's of which some may have already died and leaving hints is a risky bussiness as the wolf also listens. We should leave that hint stuff to the seer to decide. S/he only knows how much info there is and how safe s/he feels."
Nogrod stood up from the chair he had fallen in the morning. "Excuse for some time. I hear a choir singing in my head and the sound must come from somewhere. I'll take a look to see if there is one around. I'll be back later..."
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