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... in your bowl? Why does it smell so good? Are you trying to provoke us?" a Dwarf who was already a bit tipsy could no longer hold back.
Glancing around, Komer realized that the gaze of all the Dwarves had settled on him. He couldn’t help but smirk bitterly to himself; drinking some wine, it seemed, could also bring some trouble, which was really too much.
"Hey, shorty, what are you yelling about over there? That’s Red Maoshao! It’s the treasure of this pub, made from pure grains. ...
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