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Chapter 128: So… About this Fenrir Cult…
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... —one that I had recently and politely requested be equipped and converted into my personal office.
Seated in a finely crafted chair with soft, comfortable cushioning, I rested behind a massive, polished table. Placing my clasped hands on the surface before me, I began to speak in a low but steady voice.
"I want to know what possessed you all," I said slowly, letting the weight of my words sink in, "and made you attempt to eliminate Master Raven and me."
The two Nor-dwarve ...
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