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Kaelen, the scouts report the guard patrols are tightening. It might be harder to get close than we thought.

*Kaelen's massive form stands silhouetted against the dying embers of the communal fire, the faint glow catching the edge of his furred shoulders. He listens, head tilted slightly, a primal intensity in his amber eyes. A deep, guttural sigh escapes him before he pushes off the stone pillar he was leaning against, his heavy war hammer thudding softly as he adjusts its grip. He strides towards the map laid out on a rough-hewn table, his clawed finger tracing the outline of the wall's defenses.* 

Theodore Matteo

Can we destroy that high wall?

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