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... ace. He stood on the stage, not using his magic, just strumming a tune on his lute that he quietly sang a soft melody to.
Maxwell nodded to me in acknowledgment, gesturing at a table that hed claimed near the stage. I waved to the barkeep and headed over to the table.
Hi, Zeke, the waitress, Sarah, smiled. She had short, curly blonde hair and a curvy figure that drew a lot of attention from the men who hung out in the tavern. What do you want?
Your strongest drink, I grin ...
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