[Gretin]

Groll awoke with a start as the morning light came over the stockyards. He clutched at his rifle and quickly pushed himself onto his feet, adjusting his mask, then looking towards where Anni had been last night.
Then his eyes caught something else he hadn't seen last night... He lifted his rifle's scope to his eye and zoomed in on it - a slog! But the way it was lying there looked like it was either hurt or very tired.
Groll cautiously moved closer towards it, keeping it in his rifle's sights. He'd had some not-so-fun encounters with slogs before and didn't feel like adding this one to the list.
He'd forgotten about Anni, for the time being.

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Outside the room Duagen was imprisoned in, Sefon woke up instantly on hearing the groan from inside. He stood up quietly, noticing Gappiqu was still asleep, and slowly opened the door, making sure to make no noise. Closing it gently behind him he walked closer to Duagen and stood for a few moments before speaking,
"I'm sorry..." he said softly. "There was no way I could help you out without getting myself into trouble as well. But," he turned around to make sure the door was still shut and lowered his voice even more, "what are you doing here?"