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A White Lily warrior, practicing with a spear, stopped the sorcerer, and two others approached.
- You don't look like a merchant, - said the warrior with the spear.
- Or a tourist, - added the first chess player.
- Maybe you're a musician? - asked the second chess player.
-- I am the voice of the dead. I protect the interests of those who are no longer with us. There were battles here recently, weren't there?