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... arly morning.
Slave market.
When Lear arrived, the sun had not yet risen,
the light morning mist and high humidity suppressed the stench in the air.
This put him in a somewhat better mood.
Having been here once before, he was much more familiar today.
He quickly arrived at the Fifth District and found the Gray Mist Trading Company.
This was a trading company much smaller in scale than the Dragon Fang Trading Company, with a storefront no mo ...
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