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... ost me my life. Or, you know, the few hit points I had left.
The night dropped over the village like a thick velvet blanket, muffling the last sounds of life. I already knew what I was going to do. Slipped through the shadows between the alleys, every step carefully placed on the damp gravel until I got there: the tavern.
The back door of the tavern was like a shared secret between me and Lina — even if she didn't know it yet.
The wood was damp, smelling of stale beer and ...
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