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89 Ladies
The next morning, Tai'dra and the scouts were discharged. They left immediately to meet their family and to report their findings to the headquarters. This left Janus, who was still peeling off his scars and warts with ointment, and Haruna, who was still weak and lethargic, alone in the infirmary. He and the rest of the group were awake and chatting for most of the night. They all took turns consoling and comforting Ramgol, who was still upset by the death of her Moxy, the only casualty of their expedition. Ramgol blamed his faulty crossbow and sleepdarts, cursing the weaponsmiths and the gods in every imaginable way. If any of his weapons had been working perfectly, his companion of two years should still be alive today. The little dwarf finally stopped sobbing as soon as Janu
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