"I might have," he says, but he smiles and nods his head to Anduin, since no, he hadn't planned to leave, but he will accept the invitation to tea. "Tea sounds grand! What kinds have you run into here in this, ah, village of delights?"
In this criminal run town of ancestral sins and human sacrifice. They might as well call it what it is, eventually.
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In this criminal run town of ancestral sins and human sacrifice. They might as well call it what it is, eventually.