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Wylds

The column wove through the twisted pathways, wagons within, steel without.  The captives languished within the wooden cages, watched by swarthy skinned guards, swathed in silken scarves and elaborate armour.  The wildborn within stared forlornly between the bars as their beloved homeland passed by slowly, they knew not what their eventual fate would be but the slavers had talked of the thirst and heat to come.

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