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... ne, those drooping ears, and a head hung so low it might as well be buried underground... If they were having this conversation in the rain, it really would look like a heartless scumbag had just broken the heart of some pitiful soul.
The scumbag was him. The pitiful soul was Drow.
Tsk, the déjà vu was overwhelming.
The light elf quietly reached for the cup on the table and took a tactical sip of water, trying to ease his own guilty conscience, though he didn’t even know ...
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