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There was something familiar in Ehlissa's passionate prodding and only a moment's reflection told Yrag that it was the same passion he had felt on his first adventure. His resolve to push them away faltered and his demeanor softened at once. To calm her, he put on his best manners.


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Yrag's voice trailed off as he rose to his feet. He dismissed the flood of memories that came back to him when he allowed himself to get too nostalgic. He had to have the measure of this man face-to-face, he realized.

Tenser stood his ground as Yrag stepped up to him. And he noticed, too, a painful look behind Yrag's eyes that perhaps had something to do with this man sitting down here, expecting friends, but having none with him.


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The wooden stairs creaked underfoot as Tenser and Ehlissa descended into the cellar. The smells of fresh wood and old wine hung as thick as cobwebs in the air. They could see their way clearly by the light of an oil lamp in the room below. The lamp sat on a table next to the man they had come to see...


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