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... r hair cascading down their back.
As Lear approached, the vendor slowly lifted their head.
"What does the guest require?"
The voice was hoarse, utterly hollow, devoid of any discernible information, making age, gender, or even race undetectable.
If not for the intelligence suggesting he was a man, it would be impossible to know.
Without dwelling on it, Lear’s gaze swept around, resting on the goods.
Only seven items were for sale.
Three fis ...
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