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WHO: James Holden and YOU
WHAT: Catch-all
WHEN: Fantasy August + September
WHERE: The Gallows and Kirkwall, mainly
NOTES: N/A

Comments

heheheh

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Wardens and dwarves have a natural affinity. It stretches even to the recommendation of inns, though in this case—

"The beds were proper-sized, when I was here last," Ellis says, a mild defense. "They might have run through those rooms before we arrived."

Or their hosts just weren't so concerned with Holden's comfort.

Setting down his own satchel, Ellis begins carefully peeling off his sodden coat. They're resigning themselves to this, so.

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"How long ago was that?"

is not calling Ellis a liar, but is inviting the concept into the room. He towels off his face and hair, leaving the latter an unruly mess, his neck, and his hands before he attends to the matter of his boots. No point tracking in more water and grime.