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From the depths of the prison, a voice reached Lancel's captive man-at-arms, speaking the common tongue with the rough accent of the criminal underworld:
>Oi, you! The one I hear out there! You human? Thank the gods, finally someone to talk to. Listen, this place is mad, I tell ya! The knife-ears are lettin' goat-folk wander their streets like they own the place! I don't know if they're still skulkin' about, but don't trust any of 'em! Those things are in league with the monsters, just waitin' for a chance to tear a man to pieces. But for some reason, they don't lay a finger on the knife-eared bastards!