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Soriun took one last pull from his wineglass, then stood up. "In that case, gentlemen, I suggest we retire for the night. We'll need to be off early in the morning."
He turned to Benton. "We should talk more of this in the morning, sir. Elyash is indeed a powerful god. How many holy regiments follow your diety?" he asked as he walked toward the door.
"Where should we bed down, my lord?" he asked Lord Pelspin. "Have our belongings already found their way there?"
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