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... s it just me? Or did that tavern get bigger? And wasn't the bank over there?" Ricardo was staring with bleary eyes at the tavern in Sedgewick. His friends shrugged or grunted, not caring about much of anything right now. They'd drank all night at the fair, danced forever, drank some more, and woke up in a haystack with a rooster crowing loudly. Water and muffins were not enough to revive them so they set out for town. Their pockets were devoid of coins except for a few copper pieces. Swiftfoot h ...
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