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... reception hall.
Wild animal skins hung on the walls, with a cracked shield hanging above them.
Baron Sloer leaned back in a chair wrapped in animal skins, a fawning smile on his face.
Opposite him sat a middle-aged man.
He was tall and thin, with a stern face, wearing the emblem of the Red Griffin Family on his chest.
"Lord Leviathan, thank you for bringing such abundant goods."
Sloer’s voice was ingratiating,
"Of course, I have prepared a ...
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