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What are we without you in this cold, dark land?
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Our closest cousins, I suppose.
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No, no thank you.
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Often wonderful dinner guests, fantastic at parties.
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Nope, nope, nope.
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A distant relation, I believe. The Fiona have ancient oaths with them that are to be honored.
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Even sluagh need friends.
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Yours is not the only god.
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Nothing at all to see here, friend.
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I know someone you may like to meet...
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