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... ng room, which was packed with loud, drunken patrons. The air was thick with the scent of roasted meat and stale ale, and the drunken chatter rose to an almost deafening roar.
Perhaps that was exactly why Uncle Warren had chosen this place—to discuss the villain who had annihilated the Zacharia family in a setting where no one would be sober enough to care.
The room was packed with chatter and the clinking of mugs, but Warren Zacharia was impossible to miss.
Thorin couldn ...
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