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Bregoware
Fionn rose and spun, taken by suprise. Blast; he hadn't been paying attention! Had this man been a bandit or an orc, he would have been dead and horseless by now. Well, at least the others hadn't been around to witness his mistake...
The boy wiped his ash-stained hand on his trousers before taking the horses' leads from the man.
"Thank you," he muttered in embarrassment. "Aye, they should probably be tethered."
He went to work, securing the animals.
"Miss Meghan is off hunting with Master Osmod and Miss Eostre," he said. "They should return shortly, I'd imagine." He cast a glance over his shoulder at the newcomer. Fionn thought he recognized him from around the village, but he wasn't certain. Well, he knew his name.
"Forgive my asking, but... Who did you say sent you?"
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