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[IC] Freedom is never free.
Somewhere in the upper levels of Warsong Hold, a pregnant female troll writhes in restless, fitful sleep.
Beside her, a Sin'dorei sits, dull gaze trained on the tormented form at his side, left hand occasionally drifting to smooth over blue hair, murmured comforts in Thalassian falling upon deaf ears. ( Read more... )