[At the docks of the fortress, Denam happens upon a bouquet of flowers as the sun sets.]
DENAM: I wonder who left these flowers here?
SEAMAN: Some old sailor puts 'em there, every year 'round this time. Been at it for a good ten summers.
DENAM: He must have lost someone very dear.
SEAMAN: Lots of fighting, with the fortress here. Most everyone's lost somebody.
DENAM: ...
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