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Marrowescape sat on the border, brown eyes looking over the foggy territory. Cool, but not nearly enough water for his tastes.
And yes, they might have been enemies, but was that why Mar was here? Nah, of course not. Marrowescape was here to talk with the others there, perhaps organize... A truce of sorts? Or a deal, an agreement, that would be more apt.
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