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We finished the meal provided by our host and stood to leave. Balakin joined us at the open door that looked out on the gloomy night, and in his hands was a large basket. “I thought you might be needing this,” he mused as he handed us the container.
Sage peeked inside and smiled. “An admirable meal. We thank you for your concern.”
Balakin pursed his lips, but nodded. “Nobody ever said I didn’t do what I could for any soul foolish enough to go onto those cursed shores. You’ll find a lantern in there, too, with enough oil to last the night.”
“We will be sure to return with your lantern and better results than our predecessors,” Sage promised as he handed the heavy load to Caius. “And you must place a flower on your ancestor’s grave for providing us with so much history”
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