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... wledge, asking discreetly amongst the market vendors, my inquiries leading me to a small, unassuming shop tucked away in a quieter side street, a hand-painted sign above the door creaking gently in the breeze: "Eldrune's Emporium."
The shop was narrow and dimly lit, there were shelves crammed with dusty tomes, there were strange-smelling herbs in glass jars. The air had a subtly aroma to it. Behind a counter, a man with a grey beard and spectacles anchored on his nose was polishing a tar ...
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