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... alloping across the desert. With Kakantir at the forefront, a fierce sandstorm arose. Ian, too, closely pursued him with his hood drawn over his head.
Beric was
Uhe. Uhehehek.
Quiet. Shut your mouth.
Beric kept bursting into laughter, tightly stuck behind the warrior escorting Ian. He seemed pleased that they didnt leave him behind. Though he was wrapped in a cloth like a piece of luggage and secured with a rope.
Sir Ian, are you sure we can carry this? ...
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