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... ted him was the cold northern wind, carrying the faint scent of smoke and pine.
The sky above Ironhold was a pale silver, blanketed with low, drifting clouds that seemed to merge with the mountain peaks surrounding the fortress city. Snow dusted the rooftops, and smoke curled lazily from chimneys built to withstand far worse winters.
The city hidden within the tall walls was like any other city, bustling with life. Despite the cold and the threat of the monster waves, barbarian t ...
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