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... everyone stared like they were trying to figure out whether to sell you soup or report you to a local god.
Lindarion didn't blame them.
A baby dragon had just pranced into their square like it owned the place.
Ashwing trotted a few steps ahead, tail curled up like a banner, wings half open for drama, making proud little snort sounds with every bounce. Which wouldn't have been a problem, except the last snort lit a cart wheel on fire.
Just a little.
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