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... ok his father’s life, the being responsible for his mother’s tears.
He grew up staring at that magnificent statue of his father. It felt like they communicated each time he stared at it, especially as he talked about how his day went. Seeing the Orc Chieftain, something flared up within him.
Who knew what became of his father’s corpse? Was it burned? Torn to shreds? He had trained for one year all for this cause, all for that orc in the midst of that great army that filled the ex ...
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