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... dmitted, voice heavy. The orc lass was slouched forward, staring into the crackling flame. The mood was quiet tonight, almost pensive. Even Artyom seemed to realize that something important was about to happen and sat subdued on his own, much smaller stump. Gol whined and insisted Ishila scratch at his ears, which she distractedly complied.
Their offer tempts you. I spoke, both a statement and a way to open the topic.
Yes, it does. She admitted bluntly. But I have reservations, y ...
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