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... of the chamber was as thick with the smell of mildew and dampness as well as the smell of sweat and despair. Each footstep rang off the stony walls as Varkus led us on into the slave quarters. The only light came from flickering torches, casting ominous shadows on the walls.
In front of us stood a massive iron door. Varkus fumbled the keys and the heavy door swung open to show an enormous hall with cages. The chains rattled as the slaves, ament of diverse species, lifted their heads list ...
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