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... > The soft orange light of the setting sun spilled through the tall windows of the Adventurers' Association, casting long shadows across the stone floor.

The day had been quieter than most, and as the hall slowly emptied, Alaric approached the reception desk with his usual calm, golden eyes steady beneath the hood of his robe.

Behind the desk was a woman with auburn hair tied in a neat braid, her eyes a sharp moss-green that missed little.

Her nameplate, modest and polish ...

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