The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The air in the Great Hall of Oakhaven hung thick and sweet, smelling of roasted boar, spiced wine, and the damp wool of two hundred souls packed together to celebrate the winter solstice. It was a night of excess, of noise, of bodies pressed close in the flickering orange glow of a thousand tallow candles. In the center of the floor, the musicians played a reel so fast the dancers became a blur...

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