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... very stool stopped creaking. The dice froze mid-roll. Even the keg behind the counter seemed to hold its breath as all eyes fixed on the woman in battered armor at the threshold.
Liliana Fiorie drew in a slow breath, then another, her helm tucked beneath one arm, red hair damp with road dust and sweat. When she finally spoke, her voice carried.
"Your gate guard said there’s someone here who can guide us," she said. "Into the Envelon Forest."
The room inhaled as one.
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