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>Heeding the call, Corwen takes a seat near the elf and >the centaur. He listens to Simon's speech and >observes his emotions while showing little of his own. >In response to Simon's prodding Corwen answers "The >only information I can give about the staff is that my >circle believes it to be located in The Marsh of >Chelimber. Only, I know not where that is. My >business in searching is my own. I feel that I cannot >accomplish this on my own, therefore I offer my >assistance to the party. Now if you will excuse me, I >must pay homage to Sylvanus." Corwen stands and moves > away from the camp slightly and sits down with his >legs folded and hands together and begins his silent >prayers.

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