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tromping through the mud the last two days. Fuck the rain, and fuck Glenumbra. Damned werewolves still out therenight. Let it slip I was with the Pariah Guard. Most of the patrons just shrugged, but one old man started pointin' his finger at me, saying "the beasts are revolting" or some such nonsense. Ended up fighting a couple brtons and gettin' kicked out. Shor's bones, I just want a hot meal.
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