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Ydalon
"That sorcerer gave me the creeps," he said, "but I liked the others better alive."
His fingers tugged lightly at the leather string around his neck.
"I won't spend much time mourning strangers, but you're wrong if you think killing makes me happy. Is it the moon or are you that upset?
"You already know I'm going to Talryr. I know a good inn there."
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