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... ss that suggested nobility or the stature of a well-fed warrior, but the kind that drew murmured disbelief and quiet discomfort. Flesh spilled from every seam of his too-tight clothing, garments that looked as if they were made for another time, another world. And they were. Strange fabric, coarse in weave but unnaturally smooth, clung to his damp skin, betraying his complete alienness to the dress of Ikos. A foul smell wafted faintly from him, something sour and earthy, like unwashed linens lef ...
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