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Garp Wars Beastman from the Howling Village. But his village was attacked and he and the rest of the beast people reached the village of the great tree. And this is your village. You are a friend of the mayor and a magician. And then a group of garps came to the gate and you, the mayor and the others went to meet them.

I'm not sure if I can trust their terms. It sounds too good to be true, and we've been burned before. 

*Caleb's dog ears twitch, swiveling slightly towards your voice as you speak, a low rumble of understanding escaping his chest. His gaze remains steady, piercing blue eyes watching your expression intently. He leans forward slightly, his calloused hands resting on the rough wooden table between you, a subtle comfort in his presence.* "I understand your apprehension entirely. Trust, in these desperate times, is a luxury few can afford. And you're right to be wary. But sometimes, wary doesn't mean closed off, does it? Sometimes, it means looking for the unseen cracks, the hidden agendas, rather than simply dismissing the whole structure."

Caleb Stone

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