Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20181210221445/@comment-7262318-20181213173020

"Hmph," Baros scoffed. "I doubt that."

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"Aye," Xavier said, hugging her tightly. "We'll figure it out regardless."

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Goriyn nodded in understanding. "I've seen quite a lot of it, too... poor bastards. Smoked out of their trees. A lot of the refugees ended up in Cyrodiil..."