The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The hall was a cathedral of smoke and sweat. Candles guttered in iron sconces, casting long, trembling shadows that danced against the stone walls. The air tasted of roasted boar, stale ale, and the metallic tang of old blood. This was the Feast of the Shield, a night when the Guild of the Iron Gate celebrated its survival against the border raids. Laughter erupted in jagged bursts, sharp as...

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