The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The feast hall of the Ironwood Monastery smelled of roasted boar, stale ale, and the heavy, metallic tang of old sweat. It was a night of excess, the kind that only the wealthy and the desperate could afford, where the torchlight danced against the stone walls and the shadows seemed to stretch longer than they should. In the center of the table sat Thomas Bradshaw, a man whose face was as...

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