The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The feast was held in the great hall of the Guild of Iron and Stone, a place where the air smelled of roasting pork, wet wool, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. The tables were long and rough-hewn, scarred by a hundred years of knives and spills, and they were crowded with men and women who wore their guilds badges like medals of honor, bright and polished against their dark tunics. At the...

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