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... is territory. Your master should have known that. Now who is your master?" Experience tales at empire

’Drog! Help!’

Drog ’I’m coming master!’

"I don’t know what you are talking about. I don’t have a master!"

???? says "You are an unclaimed? How are you even here?"

"I don’t know what an unclaimed is, but I guess I am one since I don’t have a master. As for how I came here I’m not sure."

???? says "Well, if you are unclaimed then I will just have to ...

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