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He looked upon the familiar city and the familiar streets and felt that even the faint scent of horse manure in the air was exceptionally fresh.
It’s good to be on my own turf, Alistair mused.
He glanced at the soldiers behind him and saw comfort and relief in their eyes as well. They likely shared his sentiment.
The company ambled back towards Snowmantle Citadel. From a distance, Alistair spotted a small figure sitting on a low stool by the gate. She form ...
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