Happy Life
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Sloysch didn't even try to defend herself for 24 hours, except for a couple of half-hearted attempts; instead, her feathered lackeys are defending her.
It's especially funny to see how Gill, in the end, suggests that his friends revote, hoping that the city will remove its votes from Sloysch and, at worst, finally vote out the archer, while the dancer remains alive and well and can calmly use the crescent dance tomorrow.
It's especially funny to see how Gill, in the end, suggests that his friends revote, hoping that the city will remove its votes from Sloysch and, at worst, finally vote out the archer, while the dancer remains alive and well and can calmly use the crescent dance tomorrow.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
