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Dungeon Siege 3: Archon From The Shadows

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Odo has called forth the last remaining legionnaires to gather at the old Montbarron estate, before anyone knew the estate was in flames an many men, women and some children were slaughtered. I was left under flaming  debris but unharmed. I called out over and over again but no one came to my aid, just as a group of Lescanzi bandits came to finish me off a woman knocked them back with her spear, "help... Please..." Then darkness consumed my mind, leaving me in a sea of black.All Rights Reserved

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