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Seeing the Sord's reaction to his presence, Rurek calmed down a little.
"Well... you could say that. See that big Temple over there?" the Sord pointed to the stronghold of the Oshanim. "I'm from there. We, the defenders of Ikazkan, have sworn to protect the city and its surroundings from all sorts of troubles. My trusty axe, my fearsome bracelet, and my heavy barbell help me succeed in this not-so-easy task."
Rurek eagerly accepted the dish offered by Rizz, hoping to relieve his stress.