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... ercenaries sharing drinks, swapping stories, and occasionally eyeing the job board. Lamps cast a warm glow over the wooden beams, and the faint scent of spilled ale and smoke lingered in the air.
Kaelen sat at a small table near the wall, nursing a half-empty mug. His earlier frustration had dulled into a simmering annoyance, though the encounter with the scarred stranger still lingered in his mind. Who was that man, and what kind of job could possibly need twenty mercenaries? He sighed, ...
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