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... tasks he needed to accomplish today were many, a sudden realization that the mayors position would add more work to his daily routine. The alchemist banished the thoughts away, smiling to himself as he cooked the soup. His position within the town gave him autonomy to steer its direction in the way he wanted, ensuring the safety of everyone inside. Hed turn the town into a fortress, if he could.

Morning, Tresk said, stretching at the threshold of the lab. Soup for breakfast? Yes, please. ...

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