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... ith chains rattling like the laughter of dead men, dragging across the planks of the ship as the slaves were herded onto the port.
The stink of sweat, blood, and sea rot hung thick in the air, only barely masked by the smoking incense that burned in iron braziers atop the wooden watchtowers. Lanterns, their red paper shades bearing the mark of the Somara Empire—(A Golden Crown with seven Jewels) King Solomon’s Sigil—swayed softly with the wind.
As the soldiers guided them down, T ...
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