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... here, come before he left the Tavern.
The wind as though a paid actor, only carried dust and the scent of old blood through the outer camp as Ian walked alone, his cloak dragging like shadow across the earth.
Past the crooked tents and makeshift towers of sharpened iron, past the stench of sweat, sulfur, and wet stone, he drifted through the graveyard of ambition.
They called this place Outer Exile, the gathering ring for those bold enough—or mad enough—to face the gate. ...
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