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... of robes placed on the dress form in the center of the room. The Judy, adjusted to fit Dowloon's height and measurements, was wearing clothes that resembled the traditional style cultivators usually wore, but with a clear influence of its maker.

Seth had come to know Neeco Boos as a tailor with the goal to put adventurer's into super hero suits. As the main tailor of Minas Mar, the blacksmith had managed to dial his ambitions down to the suits, padding, and robes that were worn under or ...

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