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... ty of Elaris, tunnel through tunnel.
The forge master’s hall was an old structure of black stone, its roof spewing sparks and smoke into the evening sky.
Inside, the heat was near suffocating.
Rows of apprentices hammered molten steel, their rhythmic clangs echoing like war drums.
Kael approached the front desk where an old man, his beard singed from years spent too close to fire.
Without a word, Kael reached into his pouch and dropped a hefty leather sack ...
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