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"My whole life friend," Kalenel said with a geniune smile. "Although the majority of that was spent Har'oloth." Pausing abrubtly, Kalenel turned to Gahl. "You do know of Har'oloth, don't you?"
Before the young warrior knew it, they had come to their destination. Kalenel's house was as beaten and torn as most of the others in the poverty ridden Southern Quarter. Gahl's was right beside it, patiently awaiting it's new master.
ooc: Feel free to describe your lovely abode! Remember, it's probably run down like the other houses in the Southern Quarter.
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