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In from them was the River-Cross
The town sat on the edge of the borderlands, a sprawling collection of haphazard wooden buildings and refugee tents clustered around a swollen, grey river.
It was a place where people went when they had nowhere else to go, deserters, bankrupt merchants, and families fleeing the aftermath of the Demon War.
Alaric pulled the wagon to a halt near the southern gate.
"Hoods up," Alaric muttered.
Two Imperial Guards ...
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