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... e first meeting of the newly elected Hortator's council, a quartet of figures found themselves walking through the heavily guarded gates of Old Ebonheart, all of them drawing salutes and nods from the guards as they passed.
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"This place feels like a deathtrap." Almeril Faren mutters, his eyes rapidly scanning the near overcrowded walls.
The elf closest to him, clad in colors of House Dagoth unlike Faren's Redora ...
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