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[color=f7941d][b]Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe[/b][/color]

Gringor marched to the temple, ready and waiting for the orders. Eyes glancing to the others and making a note of how the air was different as his nose picked up multiple unfamiliar scent.

Most of all, was this aprehension smell. It was different, from one that was about to go into a fight, at least from his experience.

Still, it didn't seemed like it matter to him anyways as he looked at Takeshi before huffing at his question. Signaling that he was good to go at anytime.