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... cavalry had already formed a tight cordon, and a crowd of silent, expressionless worshippers had gathered nearby.
The church itself was not the bastion of light and solemnity one might expect. It was gloomy and dilapidated, emanating a sense of oppressive decay. Considering Dracoth was only a mid-tier god and Frostfell was a poor, remote territory, Alistair supposed the shoddy state of the local chapel was to be expected.
Thorne stood at the entrance, his cold gaze locked on a gr ...
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