Граф Орлов
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The sight of human diversity stirred Zurikha's imagination no less than the upcoming event. Her eyes beheld a kind of microcosm of everything that the world in which each of those present was destined to live their life represented. One wrong step, a whim of (mis)fortune, and Arran could have lost its ruler today, and subsequently fallen into a string of chaotic events that would have affected everyone standing lower on the social ladder. Compared to such a prospect, albeit one that never came to pass, the competition seemed significantly less important. Having heard the explanation, she discreetly checks the contents of the pouch recently gifted to her.
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- Who is Tomasz? What does he do?
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers