Snippet #2769948

The worm ate the photo.

Horik was the first to enter and breathed a small sigh of relief at the cooler insides of the wagon. The clothes and multitudes of pockets made for a heavy and intense heat suit. She had gotten used to it over the years since she couldn't really part with anything but it didn't make relief any less wanted.

"Thank you for allowing us to join you," she said courteously before something caught her eye. She approached the map, curiosity over powering her good sense, and she said out loud but softly, "Mariglen, huh?"

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Zaphira got on her knees before Zambob and made a sweeping gesture with her arms outward. She bowed her head and said humbly, "I will do all I can in the name of our god, for his justice is my justice, his will is all I know, and his right is executed in all I do."