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... nore. From the reeking swamp beneath him, foul bubbles rose to the surface.
Even in his slumber, he muttered nonsense under the cover of the mire:
"Soup… thicker soup… Merciful Father, boil more soup… heh, heh, heh…"
This "First Favored" was clearly lost in some indulgent dream — gorging himself, then grabbing another Great Unclean One by the foot to shove into his maw.
"Barag the Glutton!"
Rodigus Rainfather stared at the scene, unable to contain his disg ...
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