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... the ongoing tirade. Just endure, Tala. It cant last forever.
Master Cazor was long gone.
She wasnt sure how long the stream of words had been going on, but as soon as they had entered Mistress Hollys warehouse, a bit of magic had tickled Alats inscriptions, and Mistress Holly had lost her mind.
Her exclamation of outrage had knocked dust from the ceiling, even as the Inscriptionist stormed towards the reception area.
It was then that Master Cazor had wisely excuse ...
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