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... way into the receiving area. It was busy, noisy, and smelled of dust, sweat, and faint decay. Beastkin lined up in rows, their wagons and carts stacked with different goods—fresh produce, raw ores dug from the earth, butchered animal carcasses, and mana stones harvested from beasts. The air was alive with chatter and the creak of wooden wheels.
At the center of it all stood the staff of the Recieving Area. Three skeletons in clean suits and ties, running the place with surprising order. ...
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