Nora: It was a wolf. Not a professional assassin or mercenary. Just some petty thief trying to take advantage of a couple of isolated humans.
Nora: The first arrow was for Saria.
Saria: Ah!
Trace: Saria, what happened? Are you okay?
Saria: Y-yes, I think…
Nora: And the second arrow was for you.
Trace: Get down!
Wolf: (in Keidran) Oh, crap! A Templar!
Trace: A keidran!
Trace: Saria, are you sure you’re okay?
Saria: It just grazed me, I’ll be okay.
Trace: Go inside and lock the door. The house’s wards will protect you. I’m going after it!
Saria: Trace! Please be careful!
Nora: It wasn’t your fault, Trace. You couldn’t have known.
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