Mae Noi Wattan, Tumpian reeve
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When I was a lass, old Trinawat treated me - and everyone else - like absolute crap. He was surly and rude and quick with a switch. But he had a dracon on his shoulder - a goddamn dracon - that spit angry acid at anyone who dared get too close. And that man was my hero.
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