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... he Regional Octamillenial Brewing Contest behind them, the team heads to the dwarven capital to compete against the best the country has to offer. But when they arrive, they find a city in turmoil.

Political factions compete for dominance in the city as the Octamillenial approaches, but Pete has more important things to worry about, like sourcing a local supplier for hops! Will Pete manage to nab the mantle of the greatest brewer? Will Penelope finally find her prince? And why are ducks ...

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