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"The Dorin let out a laugh at the elf "I didn't mean your sword..."
"How long have I been here?" The Dorin asked himself. "The 12th is today yes? Sooo... Since the 10th maybe... I don't really remember."
The dark Dorin rubbed a scar that ran along his right arm.
"Your heart, I am impressed by your ability to control it's rythm. Most other's quake at the sight of me" He let out a large smile that showed off his sharp teeth. "I think we'll get along just fine... You have no need to fear me Ceniel. I am just a lone Dorin wasting away his painful days... You have no need to fear me..."
He trailed off on the last syllabel and tried to hide his stomachs awful groan.
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