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... r Drakmor, dressed in a simple robe took a sip of red wine, his gaze out towards the sun he could see from his office window, his office was... Dirty.

Bottles of wine, red scales, and other things littered around it. It was a small garbage dump. There were two horns on Ragnar's head. Each as red as scarlet, and having a circular pattern. They weren't pointy, but blunt at the end.

His eyes also did not seem human.

"Congratulations."

Harrison first of all congratula ...

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