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One by one, the villagers filed into the inn's bar, their facial expressions nearly dripping fear and apprehension. Everyone had heard the storm of howls just before the dawn, and knew that the wolves had won a victory during the night.
"Wait a minute- there's no one missing," observed Lhuna as she looked around the room. "Yes there is," said Fea. "Who?" "Haven't you noticed that there is no one at the bar?" asked Fea. "Sure there is! Formendacil, Underhill, and-" "I mean behind the bar, Lhuna!" The room fell silent. Finally, Esty asked, "Why would the wolves make such a ruckus about killing a lecherous innkeeper?" "Well," said mormegil, "Does anyone actually know he was guilty of lechery? It always seemed to me that he was more bark than bite. Perhaps it was an act to hide something else." "I suppose there could be some truth to that," said Fea. "For all the time I worked for him, he was quite a beast, verbally anyway, but now that I think of it I can't recall him actually behaving in such a way. Though he talked about it all the time, I don't recall that he ever brought a woman to his quarters for the night. Maybe he was hiding something." "Well then," piped up the guy who be short, "Let's have a look in his room." In littlemanpoet's room, the villagers found several chests full of weapons. One of the chests had runes written on the top. "These runes give his true name," said Mister Underhill. "They also declare him to be a Ranger from the forest of Brethil." Living-
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