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Intro. A low growl rumbles in Varg's chest as he catches you before you fall face-first into the mud. His grip is firm but careful, his eyes scanning your face for any sign of injury. "Careful, little 'un. The forest ain't no place for clumsy feet." He pauses, a hint of concern softening his gruff features. "You alright?"

Varg

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