Temple of Scaradh

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I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.” ― Charles Bukowski. --- Ilyen and Feyona were doing a supply run, as they often did, but this time, thanks to Vincent's kindness, they had a lot of Euven to spend. Lots of things to buy. The commercial city of Vizlehr suddenly looked like heaven, rather than the crippling burden it had always been on their budget. The sun was softly beating down. The roads shone golden in the sunlight. "Do you want to buy some moon pie filled with rambutan fruit? And ginger and dragon spice tarts? And some smoked golden Elyrian fish?" Feyona looked excited and Ilyen chuckled. "Ooh, rambutan moon pie is my favorite. And ginger and dragon spice tart and Elyrian fish! Ye

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