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Mountains. Forests. And, at long last, the sea. I may have left the steppes far behind, but trouble is my constant companion. Worse yet, some of the old problems are making a comeback, a bunch of new ones in tow.House Crow's enemies have encircled me, so here I sit among them like a moth surrounded by a gaggle of scarred old spiders. These schemers had long written the Crow off, so for them I am just an unfortunate snag—an upstart nobody to be dealt with quickly and effectively. They won't even dirty their own hands with it. The empire's enemies will do it instead.Such clowns, the lot of them. Pathetic and naïve.I guess they've never seen a moth with fangs.
Genre: GameLit
Genre: GameLit
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