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South Side of the Caldron Pool
Lantern Waste
Northwestern Narnia


Drune pads along the path with his nose to the ground, heading in the direction of the meadow.

Lanisen comes along the path from the south, his satchel over his shoulder, heading toward the pool.

Drune’s nose wrinkles as he picks up another scent. He pauses and looks up, eyes falling on Lanisen. He doesn’t call out though, choosing to observe for the moment.

Lanisen adjusts his satchel and rubs his shoulder absently. He continues on, his attention on the trees, and cranes his neck to look at the churning pool ahead.

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