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... amber, its silence broken only by the restless crackling of the hearth and the faint, rhythmic drip of melting snow sliding from the boots of the weary men gathered within. The high stone walls, hewn from the granite heart of the Varenian mountains centuries ago, loomed over the assembly, their cold surfaces softened by tapestries of blue and gold—woven relics of a prouder age. Scenes of victorious battles and crowned lions danced across the fabric, their threads frayed at the edges from years o ...
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