*picture a murky cave, devoid of any light whatsoever*
Several figures sit, clearly in discomfort on damp rocks. Then one of the figures lights up a lantern, and that figure is revealed to be HaroLad.
HaroLad: I hereby reconvene the Flogcutters
A roar erupts among the mysterious clan, and...
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