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... walk the streets of the grey quarter I cannot help but wince in disgust as I see the squalor that my people live in. The houses if they can even be called that, are tiny and ramshackle, the children running around wear ragged clothes and the workers milling about the place all seem malnourished.
My blood boils at the sight but my mind remains unmoved.
My companions seem to share my feelings for their own reasons, Morrigan says in a somewhat dead tone "Even the caves seem better t ...
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