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Sacred Haven of Debauchery

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I was walking down the street and met a blissful old woman. She was very cheerful and friendly, but I had to suppress the urge to talk to her in hopes of getting a quest or useful information, considering that my cold resistance wasn't the best, and the deadline for one of the assignments was approaching.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.