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Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

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-- Where do you guys get all your intelligence from? -- the bartender grumbles, but pours Sandar a dark drink.
-- I taught them everything, -- Sigheber continues to tease the bartender.
-- Find yourselves a corner and don't crowd around. Let me pour you another round.
Sandar, Sigheber, and Hargon receive two mugs of liquid happiness and should find a place away from the bar.
—Intelligence, or rather, the lack thereof: just ephemeral meanings invented by humanity. In life, other qualities determine everything, and after death, there is no difference for the void.
Raising his glass, he toasts his new acquaintances, while simultaneously looking around for a free spot: —To your health and eternal peace in the embrace of the Void.

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