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... a group of robed priests huddled around a rune-inscribed device, their expressions ranging from tired irritation to open disdain.
The bitter wind carried the stench of sulfur and old magic as they stood near the remnants of the underground hideout they had just evacuated.
"I still don’t get it. Why come all this way just to retrieve a single storage ruin? Couldn’t we just make another back home? It’s not like we’re short on divine energy."
One of the younger priests mutte ...
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