"You MORON!"
Thraah had held it together for hours. She had put up with Leander and his bullturds all day as they delivered the old tapestries from the Academy to be repaired in the City of Vel Anir but now.
Now it was getting dark and they were stuck because the rain from earlier in the day the...
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