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"Humph, what's so good about the south? Can it compare to our Caucasus? If you want to make money, you still have to be in our Caucasus." The tavern owner seemed to be an indigenous person, wiping the glasses while humming and chirping, "Just look at our Santiago and you'll know that what I'm saying is true."
"What money can you make here?" A dwarf intervened, unconvinced.
