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... alone on the weathered ledge overlooking the southern promenade of Solvish Keep, legs swaying back and forth in silence. She wore a black instead of the usual, with the oversized sword strapped across her back gleaming faintly from recent polish.
Her ears, round and mouse-like, twitched slightly at the sound of distant footfalls, though her face remained blank.
A courier in dark multi-layered robe approached, face obscured beneath a deep hood marked with a single white feather. ...
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