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The Geirtian freed his hands from any extraneous objects, pressed his finger to the right side of his nose, blew his nose, stood up, and approached Shushuk closely. The Orc was, of course, taller and more powerfully built, but there was no fear in the man's eyes. - Who are you?
The Shushuk type performs some kind of Geirtian/Ansgaran greeting or gesture before he begins to speak. If such things exist, of course.

- I'm not from around here. I came to commemorate the fallen brothers in arms. To learn about the latest events in the city. And you, it seems, are having fun?
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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