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War. Gorgon spits the word. That is what they call it to give the illusion of honor and law. It is chaos. Madness and blood and the hunger to win. It has always been thus and shall always be so.
Libba Bray
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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
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