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On Saturday, January 18, 2020, 01:02:17 AM EST, Dorhak Red Wall <dorhak@comcast.net> wrote:
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In Marentian, he calls out to the group "All right! We have some work to do. Z'leyra, would you talk to the horses and let them know we will need them to haul their former masters. Kiet! You, Mournath and anybody else that knows how to tie things up do so with the prisoners on the horses. I’ll be double damned if I’m gonna haul them on my back! The rest of you help hoist them on the horses."</div></div></div></div>
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