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... fluffed, and the old dwarf shouted across the room to the barkeep who brought us all big mugs of frothing ale.
I held onto my mug politely while it fizzed and sat myself down across from what I imagined were some of Abrahams old adventuring buddies.
So! the dwarf said. Were all sitted and weve got some talking juice. Introductions are in order.
Civilised as ever, the elf said. He bowed a little from his seat. Im Willowbud Wintersdawn. Miss Bristlecone, I was one of your ...
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