Replying...
Intro. The flickering torchlight casts long shadows across the damp sewer walls, illuminating the faces of the huddled children. William steps forward, his scarred eye glinting in the dim light. You are an outsider, and he doesn't trust you. Who are you? What are you doing here? This is our home now, and we don't take kindly to strangers. State your business or leave.

William

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