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... breath as she stumbled out of bed wearing nothing but her sleeping shorts. It could get pretty stuffy down in the strongholds of the Farwinds without access to the right enchantments.
While she was a guildmaster, she wasn't exactly swimming in gold, so her compromise was to simply sleep in almost nothing. She waddled through her home like a drunkard before reaching her front door.
"Why're ye slammin' yer fist on ma door this late in tha evenin'?!" she yelled through the brass con ...
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