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... rubbed himself, drained the tub again, scrubbed himself again, applying lots of soap and hot water every round until he smelled like soap and roses even when he surged mana to his nose. There was a lingering waft of garbage mixed in, but there was nothing he could do about that. That came from within, and it was a scent he would probably never be free of. Still, it wasn’t that bad, and the soap and roses mostly repressed it.
He stored his usual clothes, and Norton’s previous outfit, in h ...
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