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... uff they smuggled into the country.”
“To think that I spared them the evil of taxes, and they repaid me by killing my food,” Vainqueur complained.
Their wizards and priests finished examining the house from the outside, in case the occupants had set a trap. The dragon smelled the air, the warehouse reeking of spice, grave dirt, and fresh blood; it reminded Vainqueur of a farmer’s slaughterhouse.
Corpseling Jules, as the most experienced necromancer in the country, told the grou ...
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