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... the morning arrived.
We finished my parents’ grave, and then visited the village Asileye mentioned to sell the bandits’ gears. Perhaps because of how the local vigilantes were starting to stand guard, of how it slowly was forming the foundations of becoming a small city like she had said, there wasn’t particularly a problem going in even when Asileye was tightly wearing a hood down on her head to hide her ears.
The bandits’ belongings were worthless, but the horses were sold at ...
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