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10 - Bronithe
Finally, after an exchanged of few words with Finrod, the woman noticed them. She bowed her head and regarded all of them.
“My name is Magor.” That was all she said before she went silent again.
Everybody looked at her imploringly to hear more of her but it was futile. She just stared back at them with her face expressionless.
“You have to excuse her.” Finrod intervened. “Dragons naturally prefer to stay silent. A complete opposite to our fellow mermen here but you’ll get along enough.”
“Don’t worry, Prince Finrod.” Captain Aquilus said. “We mermen have lived with dragons. Why, they’re just above our waters!”
The mermen chee
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