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Vin's eyebrow quirked at the mention of some guy called Darkwolf, which was rather odd. She had never heard of the name, in fact, most people who talked to her seemed more than hesitant to reaveal their information. It seemed like Beldur had done a much better job than her, something she was rather proud of. It seemed like he didn't seem so wary around humans anymore, something that was rather useful when they tried to search for information. In fact, although he still hesitated sometimes, which even Vin did, he socialized better with them then Vin did.

"I think this Darkwold guy would probably be our best lead. I mean, even if you do have to pay for information I think his would be the best. So it's probably worth checking out him." She gave Beldur a smile and after returned the flick of water with one of her own. She giggled and grabbed Beldur by the hand, gathered their things and quickly left the inn, trying to ignore the looks that they seemed to be getting. In fact, as they left a few people bowed to Beldur, trying to show their respect to the elf who had saved them all from the Blight. She smiled and grabed his hand, lacing her fingers through his and left the inn. She looked around and after a quick question, she set off torwards where they were supposed to go.

She rambled for quite a while, enjoying at how it felt like old times. She didn't seem to get any tingles, which made her content because she still hated the Darkspawn. Although she did keep the dagger Beldur gave her close to her, the blade comforting her more than she would have liked to admit.

"So, where exactly is this Darkwolf?" She inquired with a small smile, excited to get the information.