The Verge Of An Empire

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– I was looking for meetings with the so-called free zheshzuls, a community that does not obey our laws, shuns our society and retains its original ethnic features. I hoped that they would have information that could help me in the investigation. After all, who knows more about the devouring of souls than zheshzul?

Fear, distrust, in the air.

“Unfortunately, wandering among the shadows, I did not meet a single zheshzul. But then I found a warehouse full of weapons and ammunition, and then I met a man who is now better known as the Leatherworker. Meeting him almost cost me my life, and then I had to flee from armed netankris who tried to kill us.

“Are you saying, Thane el'Moria, that when you visited the forbidden territory, you discovered a murderous maniac, a cache of weapons and living beings?”

- I don't want to say anything, Mr. Chancellor, I'm speaking in plain text. This mentally brings me back to the reports of my predecessors, but more on that later. Now I continue. Although I