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Warily Garaeth looked round the corner.
As his eyes came upon the sight, his face suddenly went grim, his jaw clenched, and he spoke tightly 'I think we shal want to go from here, I believe the Macadere's heard her revealing knowledge about them. Come, we can find a tavern, and let the cowards attack us there if they will have it so.'
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Resident cantankerous sorcerer of the Clan HADB<br />and Sorcerous Nuttella salesman of the O.R.T<br />  <br /><br />Say NO to the Trouser Tyranny! Can I drill you about this?
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