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... Tobacco smoke lay low over the sitting planks, where men squatted and traded talk, tongues as loose as their bowels.
"They say those peaks drink more blood than rain."
"Aye, but the chances. Might not come in a lifetime."
Radeon took their measure with a single glance. Most wore the look of itinerant practitioners.
Clothes patched and sun faded. Boots tired. Spirits high.
For them this place was still a crossroads.
A chance to band together as mer ...
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