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    He waved to a unanimated hogshead apart from us, and I returned his gesture with a nod. He filled a glass and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the court prior to continuing.

    “As a betting houseman, I’d be assenting to wager a honourable piece of coin you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the wet one’s whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the bow slung across my back.

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