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... borderlands of Noricum into a morass of mud and misery. The camp of the Joint Peacekeeping Commission was a study in contrasts, bisected by a fast-moving creek swollen with brown, churning water. On the southern bank, the tents of the First Urban Cohort stood in perfect, geometric rows. They were regulation military issue, their white canvas scrubbed clean, the legionary standards polished and gleaming despite the downpour. On the northern bank, a wild, chaotic collection of shelters huddled amo ...
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