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Tollia spun as she hit... someone. She didn't have time to see who she had ran into. Instincts kicked in and she dropped to a crouch, drawing her knife as she glared up at the stranger. Gar was at her side in an instant, forcing her to resheath the dagger. "She is alright, but we should be the ones asking you if you are okay. I apologize for my friend she has had a traumatic day." Tollia blinked, feeling the Wildling blood settle and allow her more civilized side control once more. She offered her hand to the young woman and grinned. "Sorry about that, good stance. I would have bowled anyone else over."
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