Heroist
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"A hundred years! Forty thousand! A hundred years or forty thousand?! No, they've really gotten lazy there!" - Tiberius grumbled, heading to the tavern. Upon entering, he immediately noticed familiar faces.
"I'll have buckwheat porridge and fruit... uh, do you have apples?" he asked the owner.
"May I join you?" he asked Sarrael and Ray. "It's a terribly boring place, I must say. Not a single library, all they do is collect the dead. In short, there's absolutely nothing to do."
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