The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain fell on the cobblestones of Oakhaven with a rhythmic, heavy persistence, drumming against the high, arched windows of the Municipal Watchtower where Silas Vane stood alone. He was a man of the Old Guard, a Warden of the Peace, his uniform pressed to a sharp, severe crispness that contrasted with the damp chill seeping through the stone walls. In his left hand, he held the Iron Scepter,...

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