Граф Орлов
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Feeling a certain cultural and migratory connection, Hargon heads towards others who are also newcomers.
—Greetings, gentlemen.
—Hello, — the most open spot is found next to a shaggy man from the Fortress, adorned with strange amulets. He doesn't seem to mind at all and extends his hand to each of the four in turn. — Thorstein Ragnarsson, that's my name.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers