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... elcoming gesture.
"Let him through," she instructed her soldiers, who promptly stepped aside to allow the old peddler into their camp.
The elf, hunched under the weight of his massive bundle of wood, shuffled towards them. As he approached, Spark, leaning back with an air of detached amusement, glanced up. "Still peddling your woods, old timer?"
The old elf chuckled, his laugh a low, raspy sound. "Ah, one must make a living, young man. And it seems fate has brought us tog ...
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