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... steam, and the kind of uninterrupted silence she hadn’t known since Archmagus Vaelorin had snapped his fingers and cursed her with this mission, code named after a certain elf shaped migraine known as Corvin Blackmoor.
The Synod trader ship had not been kind to her nerves. Not with its creaky planks, overly strange crew, and Shadows that might as well have been fused to her shadow. Bath had been... theoretical. Valyne had quickly determined that bathing in the presence of invisible stalk ...
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