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... h seated on the floor next to his wife, Bashan was seated on an old stool that could barely hold his weight and silently, all their eyes were on the two people who stared at each other like long lost acquaintances.
"I do not understand, mother." Barak finally broke the silence. "How do you know Rug?" He asked the question that everyone was dying to know the answer to.
How in the world did an old and wrinkled elven nobody who spent his days in various kinds of beer become acquaint ...
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