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Setting[]
The North
Script[]
| Cale'anon | I'm sorry, Maikos, but we can't help you. We must be on our way. |
| Maikos | Surely you've seen it. He's rather easy to find. Have you come by a slew of littered bodies on the road during your travels? |
| Cale'anon | No, we— littered bodies? Of course. Come with me. |
| They approach Richard, who is digging with an ornate miniature shovel. | |
| Maikos | My Lord Mayor? |
| Cale, Benny, and Pella look surprised. Sooba just licks himself. | |
| Richard | What tax money? |
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