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Oh yes, they're very nice! I have my very own Frost Troll. He's very tall and occasionally falls asleep naked in my garden.
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A what?
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You know, honestly, I don't much care for most of them. Sad that most of them think themselves god among men.
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We should serve them, not the other way around
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Their blood runs through my veins and with them, I feel like I am home.
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I don't pretend to understand anything about them. I work with life, not death. The single one that I know, though, I have great respect for.
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I'm sure they're... lovely... really.
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