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... s of the morning. I had snuck into the village previously and knew it wasn't because of an expected attack, that's just how the village felt. The thick air hung heavy with suspicion and fear for years. You never knew when you'd have said the wrong thing or made the wrong friend and it was going to bite you in the ass and it reflected in the village. Houses stood as bare scraps or veritable fortresses, there was but one bridge into town over the wet marshes and swamps that stood around the city; ...
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