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Valthizar heaves heavily as he approaches the set of steps that lead to the den. Behind him on a cot he dragged across the ground, was a wounded man, masked by a cloak, and covered in blankets. He lowered him to the ground slowly and moved up the steps, and as he reached the top door, he did the succession of raps that was the secret password, and unlocked the door with a key. He looks in the entry way and hollers in. "Ey!... some'n ge' off their arse and come ou' 'ere an' give me a hand!" His voice was destinctive, as was his accent, he was hyurian, but not of Eorzea by birth. The rest of the crew could easily figure out it was Val. Val ran back down the stairs to the man who was laid out upon the cot which now rested on the ground. "Alrigh' fella... we'll get ya' good in no time, we will."
He looked up the steps to see if anyone was coming to answer to his call.
He looked up the steps to see if anyone was coming to answer to his call.