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... the cauldron with a tap of my fingers was worth the half dozen points of mana I spent.
The tents werent the sort of tents I was used to. In fact, there were little more than canvas sheets with a few holes here and there that had flaps covering them. Ropes strung out between the nearest trees held them up, and little ties on the canvas allowed parts of it to be folded in to form walls around three sides.
It would keep the rain off, if it rained, and the wind too, but that was abou ...
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