[center][h1]Fyr[/h1]
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[color=yellow]"Fyr."[/color] he answered with his usual, deep voice. [color=yellow]"Fyr Harnann, but you can just call me Fyr."[/color] Saying this, Fyr blinked towards the knight. He really didn't care that much about his name and that was not just because he had learned a long time ago to stop fighting the fact that most people outside his homeland seemed to get the pronounciation wrong.

[color=yellow]"Mind if I say that the name 'Bladewalker' suits you ? Given your admirable fighting style, I mean. I couldn't do that!"[/color] In front of his inner eye, Fyr imagined him even trying, coming to the conclusion that he'd already fail at gripping anything more delicate than a two-handed weapon because the handle might be a bit too small.

[color=yellow]"Any suggestions on which route to take ? I could try to make a good guess, but that might take a few moments."[/color] Some sort of fire would definitely be good. Even a very small flame would move in the wind and tell where the latter came from. In any closed system of caverns, fresh air could only come in from one place: the exit!