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... s of the tent like solid stones, dripping in streams and oozing silently underneath the earth. Mud and the fresh smell of the empty forest filled the opening.
All in all, he was satisfied with the result. One of his best efforts, to his thinking, if he were to dismiss the number of men who died before they got a chance to crawl into his tent.
“There’s a reason why they are called Priests, not Healers,” Valens said as he and Celme stared out into the dark night from inside the ten ...
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