Clan Ashara, assemble!

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Her eyes widened and she carefully took the comb from him, holding it tightly so she didn't drop it in the water. In fact, she stepped out of the center of the stream and to the shore to be doubly safe before holding it up to examine it.

"It's beautiful!" Her fingers ran down the teeth of the comb, marveling at how it was so perfectly constructed, not like their crude combs of animal bone. She would never have called their own crude, of course. The crafter worked hard, and even carved patterns into the combs. But this one shone in the light and the teeth were so small! "I love it. Thank you, Gavin. Where did you get it?"

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He followed her, hopping between stones and nearly slipping on one - falling face first into the water would have been perfect - but he managed to reach the shore without incident. He grinned, leaning in to watch her check it over.

"Good, I'd hoped you like it. I met a trader - a someone down on his luck man from Orlais, trying to get to Tevinter and getting hopelessly lost. I guided him back to Starkhaven and he thanked me with this, and a rather tasty meal."

And a very interesting night, but that was not really a story to tell to the clan.