Talia looked up at the commotion and frowned. 'An Orc-necklace?' she thought. 'What would an orphan such as her be doing with that?' She had not heard the entire thing, and so was unaware that Willofain hadn't gotten hold of the necklace on purpose.
Curious, she put her writing tools back in her pack and followed the girl out to the corral. "Beg pardon," Talia said. "Could I have a word with you?" she asked the girl.
-Talia Forthbound-
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