The Ironsong Tribe

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Prisom smiled and twirled his wine as he said almost to the room.

"Excellent! It is settled then. Now..."

He looked over to his sister and grinned, then glanced at Zahndrin and said, "Would you be happy if I grew a tree here in the middle of the room?" He smirked.
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