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... guild in the Grand Market was exactly as it had been the last time I’d come. Roughly… a month ago, now. The only difference was that the beer garden had been converted into a single long table, which was covered in food, and the faint odour of onions wafted around outside. The area was closed to the public, and sixteen black robed figures sat around the table. Well… maybe sat was the wrong choice of word.
“Give me that elfin piece o’ cheese!”
“Not till ya pass tha sausages!”
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