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... standing once again in the room leading to the Shattered Hall.
In the center now stood a rectangular table. They’d all been expecting it.
There was a small flash and four slips of parchment materialized out of thin air and drifted gently onto the table, landing in a neat line.
"And the taxman is here again," Rowan sighed.
"Of course," Ingrid muttered. "Can’t even breathe without the guild taking their cut."
They each walked forward and picked up their slip ...
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