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[[Larsan]] said, "These necklaces are such a mess, and it's my fault. When Dwyndarre was being bombarded, I grabbed all my jewelry and stuffed it in a sack. People were screaming and smoke was everywhere, but I couldn't leave my inventory! Then my tree fell, and everyone around me died, but somehow I survived. I wandered around for days, shocked and wounded, until [[Marna]] found me. She brought a bunch of us survivors here -- she's sort of our spiritual mayor, even if that human is the real mayor. Oh, listen to me prattle on.
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