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... stood slouched, leaning against polished glaives. Their weapons were free of the marks of combat and their eyes drooping as dawn arrived and the harbor of Firsthold came alive in the exact same manner as it had for centuries before.
The one to the left groaned as he stretched his back "Blessed Auri-El, finally." He mumbled tiredly as his bones produced a series of satisfying pops "Remind me not to talk about the commander’s love life again. I’d kill to avoid another double shift."
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