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Pearl and Quasit #25

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Quasit didn't only treasure Zhendorian Whiskey for the exquisite sapid piquancy, but for it's tragic history.

When Zhendor Prime deigned itself an agrarian theocracy, those who produced, distilled from simple grain warred with government militants.

Although accounts differ, seemed herds of huge ghus, hexapedal omnivores were displaced due to grain reap. Unbeknownst to peasants, regime sanctioned hunters decimated, extracting the tusks of the ghus, which were then produced into powder, manufactured coveted aphrodisiac.

The resultant bloodshed never failed to amuse Quasit.

When Pearl signalled for him to meet her on the bridge, he handed his whiskey to Chattsworth to finish.

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