"Araches, you're probably the most trustworthy," you say, "go get someone helpful from town; I'll keep Faw out of trouble."
"Mkay, whatever," Araches says, leaving.
You ask Faw what he's found so far. "I think it's dead," he says sadly.
Just for fun, I'll let you decide who Araches gets. Someone from the town or from Fooruman's old gang.
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