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... nts and arm-wrestling, sits in a small, sun-drenched garden behind the Chieftess' longhouse. Beneath the open sky, and sipping salaciously on a goblet of plum wine, Vuvi leans back on her chair as Chieftess Ventousa reads through a scroll.
"It's quite simple." Vuvi simpers.
Ventousa slams the paper down onto the table, downs a cup of hard-liquor and wheezes through a fiery sigh.
"So..." she says, her nose wrinkled as she slumps back into her chair. "If I understand this c ...
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