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 But now that was no longer a worry.  As a senior hunter, adept with the bow and crafty with snares, Gar could have dealt with the flock in about a week, picking them off one by one.  It may have been noisy, but these three youths accomplished the task in a single afternoon.  Thorbrand was right about their promise.
-Just a few steps ahead and below, the Wood Elf [[Daphand]] kept the others covered with nocked arrow, eyes alert for trouble.  Competent with bow and blade, the lad lived up to the commons preconceptions folk had about his kind, even if he //looked// like a stripling.  And while his spirit magic was all but useless in a fight, the lad had the wits to use it wisely ahead of time.  "What if we all smelled like rain?" indeed.  Stirges only really care about three scents: blood, flesh, and citrus fruit.
+Just a few steps ahead and below, the Wood Elf [[Daphand]] kept the others covered with nocked arrow, eyes alert for trouble.  Competent with bow and blade, the lad lived up to the common preconceptions folk had about his kind, even if he //looked// like a stripling.  And while his spirit magic was all but useless in a fight, the lad had the wits to use it wisely ahead of time.  "What if we all smelled like rain?" indeed.  Stirges only really care about three scents: blood, flesh, and citrus fruit.
 Just ahead of the elf, the solid bulk of Hanzo bore the fruit of the exercise: a sack containing the beaks of the Stirges they had fought.  The Uruk had a solid grounding in the strange Mandarinate magecraft his family practiced, and was competent enough with what he called "agricultural tools", like the pair of straight-bladed hand scythes he bore.  His spells were subtle, and worked against his foes gradually.  For immediate applications of force, the trio depended most on...
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 "He was a bit of a traditionalist as I understand it, may he find peace with the ancestors.  In contrast, my grandmother, once I tell her of this trip, is likely to inquire if you can embroider that on a pair of gloves."
-The youthful human examined her weapon for a moment.  "I's suggest something with more bracing, like a gauntlet," she responded.  "My big brother tried that once, and was stuck in a sling until Pa could get him into town to see [[Sister Maria]]."  Freyanne had learned the basics of her grandfather [[Svall Svallson]]'s rune scribing magic.  But where he engraved and imbued sling stones by preference, she had engraved her armor, shield, and mace to accept her power.  This made her surprisingly more effective front line fighter than her skill set would suggest, at least until she became exhausted.
+The youthful human examined her weapon for a moment.  "I'd suggest something with more bracing, like a gauntlet," she responded.  "My big brother tried that once, and was stuck in a sling until Pa could get him into town to see [[Sister Maria]]."  Freyanne had learned the basics of her grandfather [[Svall Svallson]]'s rune scribing magic.  But where he engraved and imbued sling stones by preference, she had engraved her armor, shield, and mace to accept her power.  This made her surprisingly more effective front line fighter than her skill set would suggest, at least until she became exhausted.
 The quartet arrived at the ground floor of the spire, and finding no challenges, moved to collect their traveling gear, carefully stashed under the stairs and behind another of Daphand's subtle protections.  "Master Woodsborn," Hanzo began in a deferential tone, "The spire is in excellent condition.  Why hasn't it been reclaimed for use?"