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... could find them, and moss where I could not. Every day, Gustavian told me I was fired and to leave in the morning. Every day, I would remind him that I was not under contract and would gladly eat his food as well.
Except for one instance where I was treed by a territorial ram, I never really felt in danger on that mountainside.
And then arrived an Uruk wearing a black cloak, who rode through the village only long enough to place a black arrow into the hands of the chief, and the ...
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