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Ritter grinned, suddenly sitting up, completely healed. "so it shall be." he motioned the spell-caster forward with his long (aprx. the length of a forearm) finger. "I agree, come with me and protect the children, and I let this one free, though she denies that she is lonely, and I shall go." he smiled again as the children helped him up.
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Raun, the sandy-haired youth, tugged on Illea's garbs, trying to get her attention, and once he succeeded, he smiled at her.
"you really shouldn't attack the tall man. He's a father to me and my brothers and sisters. he's offered us so much in the world.
he teaches us what we need to know, how to use talents we never new we had, and when we are ready to go off into the world,
he gives us these." He pulled out a large bag and opened it, pulling out incredibly noble-looking garbs and three bars of gold.
"really, please don't hurt him..." his eyes started to water.