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... of customers shuffled out into the sunlight. Wagons lined the dirt road, their wheels creaking under the weight of crates and barrels. Skeleton staff in crisp black suits moved with practiced precision, carrying bundles of wool, sacks of grain, and boxes of bottled juices to waiting carts. Behind them, the eleven kobold employees hurried about, taking notes, checking lists, and bowing politely to every departing guest.
"Careful there, sir," one skeleton said in its smooth, polite tone, s ...
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