Luca pyr Docro - The Boss

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Barsburg, Capital. 1817AC.
The disconsolated melody of a piano reverberates, coming from the Godfather's room.
No person is allowed inside - and those who dared to enter;
felt the dread of Luca's covetousness chilling their spine.

They will always remember what they did today,
because the consequences will be eternal.
Alfredo, prepare my ship to Esshar.