Keiren: O…kay. Just going to suppress that.
Keiren: Ahem! As for you three… Tell me: is what she said true? Do you have a wolf?
Keiren: Hey, relax. Look, as far as I’m concerned, you’ve got diplomatic immunity.
Keiren: Just keep it out of the public eye, alright? Lotta folk on edge right now. Otherwise, welcome to Edinmire.
Keiren: Now if you’ll excuse me…
Daniels: Captain.
Keiren: Hm? Oh, Daniels. Good work getting to the Ace in time.
Daniels: Thank you, sir. On the way back, though, I was stopped by a farmer — Ol’ Rinehold. He claims he saw figures moving through his fields on the outskirts near Riftwall… again. He says it’s wolves this time.
Keiren: Sigh… Fifth time this week. Of course he’d pick today too. It’s probably just kids cutting through his fields again.
Daniels: Should I check it out, sir?
Keiren: No, Reed can. I have something else for you.
Keiren: I need you to go to the docks. Find out what ship the basitins arrived on.. discreetly.
Daniels: Sir?
Keiren: I want to know where this wolf of theirs is.
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