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... Robes.
The twins had carried Petros to bed in the small hours of the morning when he passed out, but the apprentices were still here, scattered on the floor where they fell. They wouldn't be asleep for long, as Shorty was warming up the forges, making the place welcoming for his impending guests, but they were bound to be in rough shape.
As it turned out, four pints of Dwarven Ale and a glass of whisky were enough to put them down for the count. Petros had lasted a little longer, ...
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