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Freya walks into the Nexus wearing a slightly smug smile, and claims a sofa on which she lounges. One of her lion-sized cats curls up at her feet, while the other stretches out on the floor.
"Tell me, good Sages, how do you celebrate when work is ended? How do you celebrate your triumphs and victories? And why is there so little good mead in the world?"
"Tell me, good Sages, how do you celebrate when work is ended? How do you celebrate your triumphs and victories? And why is there so little good mead in the world?"