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Sylvester Archipelago

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-And what are they doing there, do you happen to know? - he asked Morutz, nodding towards the orcs and the boxes that looked like coffins.
- They're burying their dead, - Morutz replied, puffing on his pipe.
- Indeed, who knows... Thank you for the food. - [assuming it was brought to him] Having finished his meal, Sarael heads to the ship, where he undergoes the standard procedure. Walking down the corridor, the elf stops at the seventh cabin and, while no one is looking, decides to take a peek at the contents of his companion's bag to find out what kind of person he might be.
Sarael found several worn books. And although they looked ancient, in fact they were copies and did not represent any particular value. And he didn't see a bookstore here either.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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