The guards are not gentle with you. They push you around, making you run into pillars and walls. You struggle to escape, but to no avail. They are bringing you to see Ebrus, who you thought to be a kind and forgiving noble. You look around, noticing the lavish house you are in. Gold lines the walls, priceless paintings cover almost every square inch, and massive chandeliers light the corridor from the incredibly high ceiling What brings you here, you pathetic excuse for a human being?
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