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... iltered through grimy windows, did little to pierce the haze that clung to the air like a second skin. Wooden beams, gnarled and aged, formed a skeletal framework above, casting long, inky tendrils into every corner. Each creak of the floorboards beneath your boots felt like an accusation, a whisper of secrets best kept buried.
Rough-hewn tables bore the scars of countless battles fought with fists and mugs alike. Ale, spilled in drunken revelry, mingled with the reeking musk of sweat and ...
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