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Re: The Cleansing
Älhjögg sits staring into his empty mug, thoughts drifting off to his home land. This place seems pretty set, the war will soon be over and the ruling body should soon have it all under control. There isn't much left for him to do, really. Except to retire to his house and continue his life as a fisherman.
But, there is home. Traveling up the rivers, walking along the fenced gardens and drinking té together with people you've just met, simply for the sheer pleasure of company.
He is suddenly pulled back to the present as the man speaks to the group. He looks around at the others; not a group he would have willingly joined up with in any other situation. Turning to the man he asks: "And what country would that be?"
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