The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The feast in the Great Hall of the Ironwood Keep was loud, a cacophony of clattering silver and roaring voices that seemed to shake the very stones. I stood in the shadow of a pillar, my armor polished to a dull, functional sheen, watching the lords and ladies dance under the flickering light of a hundred tallow candles. The air smelled of roasted boar, stale ale, and the heavy, metallic scent...

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