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Wandering nearby, Nagafen sighed and ruffed his hair a bit, the light brown strands drifting in front of his eyes. The Amour Knight offered a slight growl to these annoying tufts, but it was his own fault keeping it this length. He growled and looked around.
Where was he again?
How odd. A forest, and yet he had just kept meandering through. And what appeared to be a shrine was in front of him. How odd. His blue armour tinted dully in the dim light beneath the tree's, and his Iron Lance stood slung behind his back.
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