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Mannimarco speaks of his pastYou let out a sigh of relief as you enter the Scryer’s inn. The inn is beautifully furnished, and very pleasing to the eye (as is all Blood Elf architecture.) It sharply contrasts the poverty of the lower city, where you had passed through minutes ago. Those on the upper levels of Shattrath certainly live much more extravagantly. You give the innkeeper a nod as you walk back into the den. As you enter the commons you furrow your brow and wrinkle up your nose a bit as you catch the scent of undeath. In the middle of the room near a hookah, with an assortment of silk pillows you see an imp scurrying about, utterMannimarco speaks of his past
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.... Strawberry Shortcakes and LSD.
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Esther of Nilordien
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