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Along the coast of the Ocean Edge Province.
It was utterly different from the pleasant scenery and bustling crowds of Silvermoon Bay.
The stretch of sand, soaked through with blood, gave off a stench under the sunlight even more acrid than the smell of fish. There was no fertile land flowing with milk and honey here, only the eye-searing horrors of fear and death.
Near Wailing Rock, right by the Death Coast, on the cold, damp leeward side, the place was now filled with a cacophony of shrill noise. A group of blue skinned humanoid creatures with scales and gills were chanting obscure funeral prayers, offering supplications under the guidance of a priest for the hunt that was about to begin.
Two powerfully built monsters walked up to a cage half-submerged in seawater, skillfully opened it, and dragged out a man who was already barely alive.
Soaked in seawater day after day, the skin around his neck had festered and ulcerated. The pulsing blood vessels looked as if they were about to burst through the cracked flesh.
The two monsters hauled him onto the beach, threw him into the midst of the praying creatures, and then retreated to the...
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