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13 | 7899 | 10 | 4294967295 | Unknown | prewritten | 0 | I carry two things with me now. One is my honor, which I redeemed at the Hill of Pines. The other is my sword, with which I hope to serve the generations that may be. I understand too well the tragedy of the Frorites, trapped forever now in their drafty citadel. They can never go home. Even if they should, what remains for them there? The few dozen of them that remain, and the empty cities of old Dericost? |