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... ngs that seemed to have grown without plan or purpose. Unlike the ordered streets of most human cities, Hamrasa’s thoroughfares twisted and turned like the river itself, creating a labyrinth that would challenge any pursuer—or pursued.
The city’s famous diversity struck Jolthar immediately.
Halflings darted between the legs of taller folk, their quick movements and quicker fingers marking them as members of the city’s infamous messenger networks—though messenger was often a polit ...
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