"Hey, there's a party being prepared," Clive said, returning to the lobby.
"A party, before a war?" Deimos said.
"Hey, it may be the last time you celebrate," Jose replied.
"No, we will not speak of defeat!"
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Mr. Bigmouth tasted the fruit juice. "It's not wine yet but I can probably cook up a nice mulled punch," he said.
"Do that," Dr. Kerzach said, making some appetizers with smoked fish imported from the Great Valley.
Haresh was making some small salmon salad sandwiches.
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"How's the root?" Ms. Swimmer asked, throwing the peels into a nearby campfire, over which some fish was being smoked.
Several Great Valley archers and a Clubtail guarded this particular refugee camp.