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... brown alcohol and their party of three, sitting adjacent from her and waiting expectantly.
“You sure you don’t want anything?” Vasilisa questioned.
“Alcohol does nothing for me,” Argrave said vaguely while the two beside him shook their head.
The drink finished pouring, and she handed a set of gold coins to the man. He tried to refuse her, but she insisted until he took it.
“Just, uh… feels a bit…” her blue eyes jumped between them, then she shrugged and tipped the tankar ...
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