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... path. They weren't overtly hostile, but he noticed that their grips on the farming tools they held tightened as he drew near enough for conversation.
"Now, where are you coming in from, friend? If you're an Adventurer, where's your plate...?" asked a burly man with short brown hair and a tanned, weather-worn body that had been sculpted from years of hard labor. He was wearing a blue tunic over an off-white, long-sleeved shirt, brown hide pants, leather boots, and a red wool cap. In his ...
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