Liberation
Holy moly, look at this.
Androth at last knows true bliss.
Sarlac's gone, and so I enter,
Blackthorne's castle, called Stonefist.
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Grag'ohr heads mounted on walls.
Androthi people standing tall.
All are here in reveille,
All celebrating Sarlac's fall.
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Meat and wine is everywhere.
All have forgotten our despair.
We are free from misery,
Liberation's in the air.