The Golden Downtown

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The iron gate of the Citadel of Aethelgard groaned shut behind Sir Elias Thorne, the sound a low, resonant moan that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of his bones, sealing him in with the cold, metallic silence of the institution he had sworn to protect. He stood in the antechamber, the air thick with the scent of ozone and old stone, his hand resting on the hilt of his longsword, a weapon...

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