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Hama was leaning on the bar, mumbling, with an ale in one hand and a pipe in the other. He barely looked up when the inn door opened. When Eodwine said that Alrik looked familiar, and that he had maybe been in one of the wars, Hama spoke quietly, but hoarsely, "It is a known thing that few warriors take great joy in disscussing previous battles, even victories...the horrors that a man sees linger for the rest of his life, and talking about them only accentuates them."
Eodwine looked up at Hama. "Sorry, Hama, I forgot what-", Hama interjected "Never mind, Eodwine, what is past is past, and thinking about it cannot change it."
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