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I'll do it

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"Yes," she nodded, wiping her nose with her sleeve. "Many years ago, I was born into the Moongrave Kingdom. Shortly after my birth, my mother contracted a wasting disease. She couldn't work anymore, and we had to rely entirely on her meager savings to survive. But my father, on the other hand, was a horrific drunkard. He would come home reeking of cheap ale and beat up my mother and my older brother. He would physically tear the house apart to take her remaining money just to buy more liquor.

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