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... illage? Exactly as bad as you think.
Groans echoed across Ashring. Kobolds draped over moss barrels. Goblins passed out half-inside, half-outside tents. A moss golem wandered in confused circles, dragging a piece of roasted beetle meat twice its size.
It looked like someone dropped a battlefield and forgot to clean up.
I sat on the central steps, cradling a mug of mushroom tea like my life depended on it. Splitjaw trudged past, eyes bloodshot but otherwise completely func ...
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