The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The banquet hall in the village of Oakhaven smelled of roasted boar, stale ale, and the metallic tang of old blood that seemed to cling to the stone walls regardless of how many times they were scrubbed, a pervasive odor that served as the unspoken backdrop to every celebration and every funeral in this forgotten pocket of the world. Captain Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long oak table,...

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