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... snacks and fruit wine. These snacks had never tasted better, and the wine, never so rich. The Orcish Elder sighed, placing down his cup, his eyes meeting the Chief’s.
“I am glad it was not squandered,” Zijin said.
Iromin smiled. He had never felt so good after being proven so right. Perhaps it was his greatest victory as Chief, and would define his entire tenure as a Great Elder within the Iyr.
Not long ago, the Great Elders had been so awfully unruly during the conversa ...
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