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indent Ahren had never struggled with siblings for the spotlight. He didn’t have the time for that, considering how early his father and mother died. Orphans always seemed to run in the throng of de le Poer hierarchy. That cycle had syntax error'd with Ahren, but his abandonment of all three sets of children was close enough. Shifting his feet and casting a glance around the forest, the scarred and tattooed man spoke. “We did. Pirates came here from England around two years ago. They tried to live like they had in Europe, but this place is too wild. I doubt it’ll ever become like Europe. Even when my pack started adopting human things, like horses and buildings, it was a fluke. The day we left all of that came crashing down.”






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