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Abasdarhon's Castle

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- It's a common occurrence... - the warrior spent ten seconds warming up his old joints. - So close to the city, they could have at least filled in that rut, but apparently, no one cares.
Perhaps they could have just gotten rid of the young woman, but never mind - one less burden, one less burden, how much does she weigh anyway? Looking at the sunken wheel and nodding to himself, he turned to the men:
- Let's push from this side. Come on, one, two!...
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.