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... th of York.
It was the hour of the wolf that grey, silent time just before the dawn broke.
In a secluded clearing, far from the rhythmic of the Jernheim trip-hammers and the sulfurous stench of the Blast Furnace, stood an ancient Longhouse. It was a relic of the old days, built of rough-hewn timber and smelling of damp earth and blood.
Dozens of men moved through the mist toward the heavy wooden doors.
They did not wear the standardized, padded vests of the Indust ...
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