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... arrying the tang of salt . On the Call, the amphitheater carved into the rock was alive with activity. Its semicircular tiers, capable of holding every lord and captain on the island, were quickly filling as men took their seats.Seats that were usually occupied sparingly by lords, were now all filled as the captains now bore the right to vote.
The air was thick with the hum of conversation, the scrape of boots on stone, and the occasional bark of laughter. This was no royal court; the Ca ...
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