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Mage Tank - Chapter 111: Camping
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... a large entourage,” I said as we ran. The party traversed a span of grassy hills that spread for dozens of miles on our journey east of Eschengal. Some of the rolling mounds were the size of petite mountains, with ponds and small lakes nestled between them. “Yet, between Zura and Dal, not a single groupie.”
“Our interaction with the Zenithars was”–pause–“unusual,” said Nuralie.
“Our interactions with powerful individuals as a whole are unusual,” said Varrin. “Meetings with my ow ...
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