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... as just as Arden expected, crowded, noisy, and full of people hunched over projects with the kind of focus that made them forget the world existed.
The air smelled faintly of metal and burnt parchment. Here, Greyhold’s weapons, scrolls, talismans, and other crafted goods came to life. Even in a small town, talent had its own corner, and Arden needed the best pair of hands he could find.
He asked around, drawing a few irritated glances from artificers who clearly didn’t appreciate ...
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