Happy Life
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- Uh... - Veserod glanced through the newspaper, his eyes scanning an article about public unrest, but there was nothing else of interest, and its letters blurred together before his eyes. - This is all very interesting... - he put the newspaper down and looked at the lizard with affection. - But who is this here? Could it be that I have met a fellow nature lover in these stone corridors?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
