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Naruhel, now that her curse were lifted and the waters of her sacred spring purified, became the Red-maid once more.

'The Blood-maid then pounced upon the wee lass, clawin' and scratchin', but were thwarted by Beannaithe's armour. Enraged, Naruhel pulled at the edges of the armour tryin' to tear it from the lass's body.'

'To Beannaithe's surprise she learned that the ruins were not completely deserted by the Big Folk, for it were occupied by a small contingent of soldiers. Some were trainin' under the watchful eye of their captains, while others were huddled around the many campfires that were scattered about the crumblin' walls of the fortress.'