Maeve is pacing back and forth in what appears to be an armory or treasure room. Her footsteps can be heard from nearby rooms as she softly tramples around. Suddenly, her acute hearing catches an unfamiliar sound and her ears twitch. She snorts once and turns to the entrance, her muscles tensing up as she reaches for a broadax nearby. She growls a little as she looks at the entrance way with caution. What... That?
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