The village isn't far away. Most of the people scatter and rush for shelter when they see the Exiles. A few eyes peek out from shadowy areas. The only person who doesn't duck is a figure near the center of the village, who seems to be telekinestically reassembling a damaged house. As the group approaches, however stealthy they may be being, he turns. "Who's there?"
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