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2024-10-29 19:42:56The Priest's cave.
"Say that again and you'll have swollen mounds for a face."
The youth with a dirty bearded face spat in the floor of the cave emphasizing his irritation to what the other youth seated beside him with well-shaven face had said earlier to him.
"You should behave yourself as sane before the gods else you'll have a taste of their wrath. Which I tell you, you wouldn't be able to handle."
The old man seated on a mat before them and facing the mouth of the cave shot at the two youth. He seemed to be done keeping up with their unbridled tongues and constant argument.
"Sorry, Myclops. This fellow is but a retard."
The dirty bearded face said. Myclops, the priest was moved by that,
"Uncensored! He called me by my name!"
The other youth too
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