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>Behind the chanting man, the more observant spectators >can see a large human sized figure in gray leaning >against the corner. Seemingly the only unmoving >figure in the room, his arm is folded easily across >his chest. His hair is raven-black; dreadlocks in a >ponytail. Two javelins strapped across his back are >the only weapons visible. An exotic half mask covers >his face from the lips up, is the only item that makes >him stand out from this mixed crowd. > >In Grolim Bind’s eyes, the battle is unfolding in slow >motion. His 11 years of training under Master >Shu-YenLuong has taught him this trick; still the mind >to still the time. He is watching to see which side >each newcomer joining the battle will take. Grolim >has already decided to help the ruby-haired woman and >his companion. He is just waiting, especially for >that mage, to commit to a side.

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