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During the winter, the "Hot Throne" probably wasn't that hot. The decaying walls of this establishment made you wonder if it was even possible to keep it warm. Unpleasant-looking people were sitting around, and there was something unidentifiable in their plates. It was hard to imagine how such a place could exist in the capital of such a large and wealthy country.
-- It's like coming home.
-- Yeah. Don't get too comfortable, the people here don't inspire much confidence. And I wouldn't risk trying the local drinks, -- Jack said quietly and went to order some cheap food for the group. The others sat down at the table.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers