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Soriun ties up his pony, and listens to Benton. When he is finished, he frowns for a moment, and then speaks. "A warpriest must keep a light heart, or risk madness. One cannot be exposed to this life for long and not have some release." He stops speaking, and closes his eyes for a moment, whispering a silent prayer. "I will now help you build a fire as you requested. Maybe we can use the bards instruments to feed the flames?" Soriun walks off to gather stones, but keeps his weapons with him.
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