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... hether you were on Rosemount, Cloudspire, or Deadwaste. Sometimes they were called sects, sometimes guilds, sometimes even stranger names, but they were all essentially tribes. Bands of people grouping together for their own benefit, pretending that they cared about some abstract concept and would support one another.
"Thank you so much for doing this," Feida said. "It's nice to have another tribeswoman."
Case in point.
As they walked into the tent, Omilaena kept a fake s ...
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