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The wolf woman seemed no danger to Savina at the moment. She had no qualms with any of them. She just wanted to stay out of trouble for now, or for as long as she could. She continued to listen to the others speak. She had nothing to say at the moment, and wanted to stay quiet so she could think. Suddenly, a males voice filled the cave. Odd. She quickly grabbed a dagger from her leg and allowed the magicka within her to build up, preparing to hurl more fire balls if needed. She didn't recognize this man. Nor did she remember him being inside of the tavern before the fire and killing or after. After all the treachery of the Thalmor and the death she had witness that night, the young Breton was not in a very trusting mood when it came to strange men she had never seen before. Though he was warning them all, it didn't feel right to her. "And why would you want to warn us, a bunch of fugitives, about the Thalmor?"
It didn't sit well in the pit of her stomach.
It didn't sit well in the pit of her stomach.