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... Estate was still lit dimly. Only a lantern on the desk cast warm shadows across the shelves and scrolls.
The curtains were drawn. A faint breeze carried the scent of charcoal and old blood from the courtyard below.
Lan sat leaned back in a heavy wooden chair, his legs crossed, gaze distant.
The communication rune stone beating gently on the desk in front of him. Its dim, red glow pulsing with each syllable spoken from the other end.
"I got word it was going to be ...
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